03' Draft

[Intro: Dark Lo]
Ayy, Benny the Butcher, what up, nigga? It's Lo
Damn

[Verse 1: Dark Lo]
I learned the pill game for when the bills came (When the bills came)
Outside in a blizzard like a Bills game (In the cold)
I knew Wax my whole life and he still ain't changed (He didn't)
Fuck a thirty, one bullet, it'll spill his brain (Blaow)
Lo and Benny in the booth, you felt it in your vein (You did)
Then you went up in the booth, it ain't feel the same (It didn't)
Rush a nigga crib, it's in the ceiling, man (It's in the ceiling)
Was in the yard with that type, you ain't a killer, man (You ain't a killer, nigga)
I'm cooking now, I'm heating up (I'm heating up)
My feet is up, my eyes low, my speakers up (my speakers up)
Negotiate price bargains, so we meeting up (We meeting up)
Youngin blew your head off, I gave a feature up (For a feature)
On the bus, wrists and feet was cuffed (Was cuffed)
Came home, now you eat my dust (My dust)
Being alone make it hard to trust (Facts)
God dealt the cards, you just adjust (Adjust)
You hit a lick, that was just a plus (It's a plus)
I'm in a loft and the shit was plush (Chilling)
My first rack, I couldn't get enough (The money)
I'm more like 2Pac in "Hit 'Em Up" (Pac)
No disrespect, Big, I told that bitch to sit and puff (Sit down)
I listened to these new rappers to see what's all the fuss (Let me hear 'em)
I listened to these new rappers, the shit was a flush (In the toilet)
Bro told me hold it steady when that shit start to bust (Baow, blaow)
K, your aunt died, then they took a part of us (Damn)
Task force outside, then they took all of us (Damn)
Here's something you can't understand (What's that, Lo?)
How I could just kill a man, the Son of Sam (Son of Sam)
Rob your favorite rapper out in Summer Jam (Woo)
Or throw a barrel in his face all underhand

[Interlude: Benny the Butcher]
When I was eighteen, me and LeBron James got drafted at the same time
Only difference is, he went to the NBA, I went to federal prison
(Griselda)

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Ayy, look, suckers hate when bosses link
How these niggas talking street (How?)
But they spend they whole careers dodging beef? (That beef's pussy)
My last brick came with Dodger seats (Nigga)
I drove it home, dropped an L, and burned a hole in the Porsche's seats (Damn)
Bitch in my ear speaking Portuguese (What you say?)
This type of ho cost to keep, ah
Red bottoms when she cross her feet
I made promises that was hard to keep (I did that)
Just counted fifty large at least (Yeah)
Smoking while my bitch watching Dawson's Creek
I whipped up nines, I ain't just sick with lines, I did the time
And sold eighteen off the slab before the shit was mines (Huh?)
My man shot the same nigga two different times, he didn't die (Brrt, doot, doot, doot, doot)
At court, we blew a kiss to the victim mom (Mwah)
I say I'm done smoking every other blunt (Every other blunt)
Feds snatching niggas out my crew every other month (Free my niggas)
My dog stacked a million, I seen him run it up (I watched him)
He still dealing 'cause he don't feel like that one enough
All my niggas get high, distributed pies
Knowing them drug sentences high for victimless crimes
I know the difference from a queen and a bitch in disguise
And the difference from water weight and a brick when it's dry
Let's go