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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny the Butcher
Benny the Butcher
Vocals
38 Spesh
38 Spesh
Vocals
Elcamino
Elcamino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremie Pennick
Jeremie Pennick
Lyrics
Justin Harrell
Justin Harrell
Lyrics
Demetrius Jackson
Demetrius Jackson
Lyrics
Tivon Key
Tivon Key
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
V Don
V Don
Producer
John Sparkz
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Huh, huh, yo, I was guilty as hell, ain't tell so I feel innocent
Take me back to my cell so I can build inner strength
Push-ups, pull-ups, and dips, I'm real militant
Who woulda known I'd come home and build businesses
Look what I own on my own, I'm still killin' shit
Bought enough whips to fill dealerships
Y'all **** worried 'bout IG pics, them still images
Them identities ain't theirs, they steal images
[Verse 2]
Yo, look
Quit playin' with that motherfuckin' real money and take that shit to Hefe
It come through the mail the next day, you know traffic is a decade
Turned my million-dollar wrist into a million-dollar neckache
They wonder if my debt paid, and Wendy, I got my head shaved
And the L, I got my bed rolled, it's us against the death toll
So you gotta respect hoes who keep they mouth and they legs closed
I'm ridin' top-down in the Benz, and I can hear echoes and stutters
From dead hustlers who've made they deals with the devil
[Chorus]
I said, businessmen and thugs, Momma raised a plug
I could hold a grudge, or I could show you love
Bands pullin' up, ain't no roof up there above
Mountain at the top, and ain't no room up there above
Now it's so quiet in that room, fuck a DA, fuck a judge
Flyin' in that coupe, got subpoenaed by the plug
Keep a bad bitch, I'm sure she seen a lot of love
She seen a lot, but she ain't seen no better drugs
[Verse 3]
Yo, uh
Just bought a watch that I'ma pass off in a year or two
And built a brand new crib with walls I can hear through
Who gon' catch you when you fall, treat the gang like a parachute?
We like the Navy, sign, get a gun chain and a pair of boots
[Verse 4]
Now we ain't breakin' interrogation like uneducated fools, huh
We stayin' quiet like meditation rooms, no snitchin'
I know bitches in a better place than dudes
From sellin' weight, while these **** sellin' plates of food, huh
I was frustrated, tempered, short-fused
But never let your situation regulate your moves
And the next time you see me, I'm in a better place than proves
'Cause we grind all winter, and don't celebrate till June, ****
[Verse 5]
Yo, uh
It was equal, had everything in the game, and everything to lose
So we opened up them traps like they was FDA-approved
Ain't nothin' like these featherweights, y'all better play it cool
We all got money, but Pablo was gon' separate the room
[Chorus]
I said, businessmen and thugs, Momma raised a plug
I could hold a grudge, or I could show you love
Bands pullin' up, ain't no roof up there above
Mountain at the top, and ain't no room up there above
Now it's so quiet in that room, fuck a DA, fuck a judge
Flyin' in that coupe, got subpoenaed by the plug
Keep a bad bitch, I'm sure she seen a lot of love
She seen a lot, but she ain't seen no better drugs
Written by: Demetrius Jackson, Jeremie Pennick, Justin Harrell, Tivon Key
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