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Like a- uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh The Butcher coming, nigga Ain't nothing like that first M, feel like I'm going on my second life At times I was staring down the barrel I had to get my mind right and drive like Andretti 'Cause the further you go, the road to riches gon' get narrow This like y'all niggas third notice, I won't say it four times Lawn at my crib like a basketball court size Six or seven years I've been running shit, and just getting started Think about it, a nigga really might be all-time Y'all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again Them gangstas back in this bitch again I'm like throwing every chain, we push back to back foreigns like parades It feel good to see some real niggas win, don't it? Y'all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again Them gangstas back in this bitch again I'm sending pics to my niggas, throwin' parties on yachts Get a block, make another mill' and spend that shit again Uh-huh, used to be a no-good stick up kid, traded that for a pot Now when I bring that up, y'all getting sensitive Ignoring me telling a story along the premises Of us finally finishing, turning that into businesses Letras de cancionesOh well, still talking coke sales One brick, two brick equal what my show sell Money in a suitcase like Deal or No Deal I was good with no deal, told you I did wholesale It's like, one city, too much hate, three legends foresaw it 'Fore all this happened, I can picture myself war touring Used to want a Ford Taurus, now I got like four foreigns I've been playing soulful shit, listening to more Lauryn Trap house the warehouse, I smoke all this gas like My lungs I don't care about, my condo won't air out I built this off classics, what happened? These rappers They get off too easy, to me it's just madness, but fuck it Gangstas back in this bitch again Them gangstas back in this bitch again I'm like throwing every chain, we push back to back foreigns like parades It feel good to see some real niggas win, don't it? Y'all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again Them gangstas back in this bitch again I'm sending pics to my niggas, throwin' parties on yachts Get a block, make another mill' and spend that shit again Y'all know how I do this shit Gangstas don't dance, we boogie to the boogie Bang to the boogie, boo-boo-boogie Gangstas don't dance, we bang to the boogie-boogie The Butcher coming, nigga When I'm back, y'all back We did this shit again, Hit' Don dada You on one, nephew Yeah, long time coming It's time to put on, nigga Yes sir You got the bag (Bag, bag, bag) You got the cash (Cash, cash, cash) Yeah, I got your back With one phone call, got a new contract, like that Yes sir, from the streets to the suites We try to keep it discrete Ayy, Benny, I told you, nigga Fifteen minutes on the phone, deal done No games, man Boss up, nigga I told you what I said, and I said what I meant Now you doin' it Right on Gangstas is back, nigga Back like we never left Gs up, haha From Letras Mania