Big B.S.F., huh
I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though
Ah, they gon' say the money changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it
I watched them suckas bend the rules
But what I do? Forgave them niggas
Makin' movies, I played the villain
Shakin', movin', makin' millions
Money callin', my line beepin
I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh
Felipe Steak from Tabelscrapz
I don't lie when makin' raps, enough dough' saved up that
I can pay the label back
Overseas tourin', I'm stayin' at a Paris Hilton
Then a few weeks later, a nigga ran into Paris Hilton
I made cocaine, aroma smoke
We never got diplomas though
The president, that makin' drugs legal
That's who I'm votin' for
You know B.S.F. the stamp, nigga
These killers uncontrollable
The hip-hop police with my mug shot for these quotables
S-Class, the new one, the model
Pillows in the back and the rugs so soft
Can't wear your shoes when we ride
I'm used to beef, all they do is some hollows
Keep playin', we got hand grenades
Shaped like Don Julio bottles
It's Butch, nigga
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one day this gon' pay off
Shit, well I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowing pain come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I got up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
Fresh in the game, I went from the bottom
Shortly I came for the top of it
You suckers, is lacking the confidence
Im spittin' the truth through esophagus
And those tryin' slide in my lane, it ain't never faze me
Shit is a joke, I'll come for your throat on some slaughter shit, y'all went from the throne to sarcophagus
Comin' a long way from that Ramon
To blunt smoke at Benihana's
Crew comin' right behind us
Bitch, we all hungry, they piranhas
Smoking on top shelf while I'm drivin
Im with a bad bitch, no primadonna
She referred as my queen, then she call me your Hindus
Flowin' with Mr. Pyrex, it's gettin' hard to digest
And if it ain't about the check, well then I left it on read
Just like the butcher, bitch, I'll come for your neck
I'll cut that sorry shit you sayin' out from under your breath
Then have you shipped to the set
Until there's nothin' f*ckin' left
But your finger as my pendant
Stud the tip with Bridgett's, I'm usin' you just to flex
From the beginnin', always knew I was obsessed
I'm skippin' the nuance, f*ck what you on
Spit the shit from my chest, what's next
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one done this gon' pay off shit
Well, I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowin' pain, come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I gotta up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
Swope - Strainz (feat. Benny The Butcher) Lyrics
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Big B.S.F., huh
I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though
Ah, they gon' say the money changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it
I watched them suckas bend the rules
But what I do? Forgave them niggas
Makin' movies, I played the villain
Shakin', movin', makin' millions
Money callin', my line beepin
I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh
Felipe Steak from Tabelscrapz
I don't lie when makin' raps, enough dough' saved up that
I can pay the label back
Overseas tourin', I'm stayin' at a Paris Hilton
Then a few weeks later, a nigga ran into Paris Hilton
I made cocaine, aroma smoke
We never got diplomas though
The president, that makin' drugs legal
That's who I'm votin' for
You know B.S.F. the stamp, nigga
These killers uncontrollable
The hip-hop police with my mug shot for these quotables
S-Class, the new one, the model
Pillows in the back and the rugs so soft
Can't wear your shoes when we ride
I'm used to beef, all they do is some hollows
Keep playin', we got hand grenades
Shaped like Don Julio bottles
It's Butch, nigga
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one day this gon' pay off
Shit, well I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowing pain come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I got up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
Fresh in the game, I went from the bottom
Shortly I came for the top of it
You suckers, is lacking the confidence
Im spittin' the truth through esophagus
And those tryin' slide in my lane, it ain't never faze me
Shit is a joke, I'll come for your throat on some slaughter shit, y'all went from the throne to sarcophagus
Comin' a long way from that Ramon
To blunt smoke at Benihana's
Crew comin' right behind us
Bitch, we all hungry, they piranhas
Smoking on top shelf while I'm drivin
Im with a bad bitch, no primadonna
She referred as my queen, then she call me your Hindus
Flowin' with Mr. Pyrex, it's gettin' hard to digest
And if it ain't about the check, well then I left it on read
Just like the butcher, bitch, I'll come for your neck
I'll cut that sorry shit you sayin' out from under your breath
Then have you shipped to the set
Until there's nothin' f*ckin' left
But your finger as my pendant
Stud the tip with Bridgett's, I'm usin' you just to flex
From the beginnin', always knew I was obsessed
I'm skippin' the nuance, f*ck what you on
Spit the shit from my chest, what's next
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one done this gon' pay off shit
Well, I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowin' pain, come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I gotta up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though
Ah, they gon' say the money changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it
I watched them suckas bend the rules
But what I do? Forgave them niggas
Makin' movies, I played the villain
Shakin', movin', makin' millions
Money callin', my line beepin
I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh
Felipe Steak from Tabelscrapz
I don't lie when makin' raps, enough dough' saved up that
I can pay the label back
Overseas tourin', I'm stayin' at a Paris Hilton
Then a few weeks later, a nigga ran into Paris Hilton
I made cocaine, aroma smoke
We never got diplomas though
The president, that makin' drugs legal
That's who I'm votin' for
You know B.S.F. the stamp, nigga
These killers uncontrollable
The hip-hop police with my mug shot for these quotables
S-Class, the new one, the model
Pillows in the back and the rugs so soft
Can't wear your shoes when we ride
I'm used to beef, all they do is some hollows
Keep playin', we got hand grenades
Shaped like Don Julio bottles
It's Butch, nigga
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one day this gon' pay off
Shit, well I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowing pain come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I got up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
Fresh in the game, I went from the bottom
Shortly I came for the top of it
You suckers, is lacking the confidence
Im spittin' the truth through esophagus
And those tryin' slide in my lane, it ain't never faze me
Shit is a joke, I'll come for your throat on some slaughter shit, y'all went from the throne to sarcophagus
Comin' a long way from that Ramon
To blunt smoke at Benihana's
Crew comin' right behind us
Bitch, we all hungry, they piranhas
Smoking on top shelf while I'm drivin
Im with a bad bitch, no primadonna
She referred as my queen, then she call me your Hindus
Flowin' with Mr. Pyrex, it's gettin' hard to digest
And if it ain't about the check, well then I left it on read
Just like the butcher, bitch, I'll come for your neck
I'll cut that sorry shit you sayin' out from under your breath
Then have you shipped to the set
Until there's nothin' f*ckin' left
But your finger as my pendant
Stud the tip with Bridgett's, I'm usin' you just to flex
From the beginnin', always knew I was obsessed
I'm skippin' the nuance, f*ck what you on
Spit the shit from my chest, what's next
Things change, time is slippin' away
I look different every day
I keep on grindin' from dawn to dusk
They know the name, and my city show me love
Sayin' one done this gon' pay off shit
Well, I hope it does
Containing freedom takes more than a chain
Knowin' pain, come with gain
And my son's gon' settle the dust
A snake watchin' every step that you take
So if I gotta up a K, it's at your brain
I'm just prayin' it bust
Writer: Keaton Francis, Jeremie Pennick
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