War Paint

The Butcher comin', nigga
You know, niggas be talkin' like this shit overnight
I spent 'bout two thousand nights in the cells
So I’m like, which night y’all niggas talkin' about?
Uh
Hit-Boy
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon' change me how?
Fly nigga, all these diamond chains just weigh me down
A broke nigga not my lady’s style
worth to front me, count up and try this Mercedes 'round
Emotions, I mastered pain with what we smokin'
Raw made hustlers on my block stars like Billy Ocean
Dope money, if the alphabet boys knew what we grossin'
I’d have a bedroom in Folsom, but I’m all sure toasted
Bsides rap, we got you respctin' the business
I left the dope game with stripes, you left with opinions
We washed the money clean, only thing left is forgiveness
But how could I, fix the death of a sibling?
Loadin' up my straps again, them folks done plugged the wall against my back
again
War paint on me like them Africans
They wanna know my net worth, they guessin' is I’m stackin' it
Add a few more zeroes or those numbers is inaccurate
Griselda, nigga
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga
I pray every day I’ma hit me an opp, nigga
I’ma hit me an opp, nigga
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don’t stop, nigga
Feel like the shit don’t stop, nigga
This for my niggas takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
I seen some street niggas speaking' blasphemy
Tryna put some mud on Nip name after he passed, that shit is wack to me
Haha, see what I did, right?
Look (Talk to 'em)
You niggas don’t even equal to half of me
I earned my spot with hard work, nothing was passed to me
And, actually, situations was bad for me
Before this shit you see as a triumph, was almost tragedy
I’m at the Roc Nation party smellin' like chronic smoke
HOV said, «You that boy», I get acknowledged by the GOAT
Woo, even shook the hand of Beyoncé
That story brought tears to the eye of my fiancée
But I don’t know if it’s 'cause my shorty such a fan
Or did she realize in that moment, I’m the motherfuckin' man
I’m just rich, you see the Richard on the dresser
The flow is just different, I’m just better
Only time I felt pressure when the doctor said
I’ll be paralyzed form the neck down even after all his efforts
That bullet tore my neck up and now my neck got VS’d up
I could still hit the connect up, I told you niggas I’m next up
Yeah, I drop the bag, I’m used to doin' business
Gave the shooter an extra ten, that’s for future business
Bodies drop, I can’t get too specific
I sell the shit raw, I don’t step on the crack like I’m superstitious
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga
I pray every day I’ma hit me an opp, nigga
I’ma hit me an opp, nigga
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don’t stop, nigga
Feel like the shit don’t stop, nigga
This for my niggas takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Takin' showers in flip flops, nigga