Benny (Rapper)

Uncle Bun
Huh Huh Yeah Ayy, yeah, I just bought a kilo from my dog in B-Lo Mixing fentanyl with diesel That shit they selling clogging needles Niggas switch, so I don't talk to people (Uh-uh) Two clips, that's enough shots for you and your alter ego (Yeah, uh) Flight coming in from Puerto Rico Landing on the east coast Nigga, and I don't drive cars with keyholes Y'all niggas just gettin' fresh and y'all talkin' fashion I'm a veteran, Dior letterman with the army patches Turn my every summer run to a comfortable number one I become elite, underground king like I'm Uncle Bun Another run, nigga, we got rich off the right vision To get the squares from here to there was a light mission I planned it and all I had was a flight ticket When I landed, I took advantage of the price difference Listen, nigga, I got a hand that could write scriptures But y'all take the stand and land me in tight fences Fuck a life sentence, pray God hand me the right riches And turn this one brick to a family of white bitches, uh Letras de canciones These the results you get when you the reason the culture shift Don't believe in that vulture shit, had to feed my associates I make sure everybody eat, yeah, I think like a socialist Million dollar empire from a piece of a broken brick, uh You know these hoes ain't shit, so I cheat and don't commit I'm rich, I just can't go to sleep with a broken bitch Loaded fifth, press a button and the scope focus quick And the clip longer than the script from a motion pic I sold dope to a fiend while she pregnant, emotionless I'm not a case worker, that's not a reason I sold the shit Who cared I wore hand-me-downs too big for my clothes to fit? Who cried for me when my relatives stole from me for a hit? Look, these lames still caught up 'cause my name's still brought up In top five convo from Langfield to Gainesville, Florida I remember vividly Trappin' with my toes cocked Bagging up in dope spots Junkies on the floor These niggas ain't real as me And it ain't a close shot I don't fuck with no opps Buryin' 'em all Million dollar tendencies All I do is show stop Tractor trailer coke drops I done seen it all I'm ballin' 'til infinity Catch me at the boat dock We ain't boarding no yachts Just unloading raw, uh I remember vividly (Ah) From Letras Mania