Thowy's Revenge

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This shit really that simple (Griselda)
 Ain't nobody fuckin' with me and Uncle Al
 Ha-ha-ha
 Discussin' business with the gang, nigga
 I be fuckin' bitches in my chain
 A couple killers I got tamed, nigga
 Know the fundamentals of the game
 I'm up on niggas, you ain't fuckin' with us so enough of jumpin' in my lane (stop it)
 I went from hustlin' to the stage when West put me up a level in the game, nigga
 Real brick talk, leave the Benz parked
 I kicked her out and made the bitch walk
 What you charge, Benny? Features cost twenty
 That just mean you niggas ten short
 I was sick of sittin' in court
 Judge a white devil with a pitchfork
 Used to have to call a cab 'round, now a nigga only drive imports
 Respect is something I can't earn for you
 But loyalty, I can return to you
 'Cause you was there when it was turmoil
 A nigga still can get burned for you
 If I'm around I could learn from you
 Or I got a genuine concern for you
 Put your homie on, he turn on you
 No talkin', we purge on you
 This not for the camera, I fucked her over a banister
 Only a gangsta could handle her
 I really trapped all night, stamina
 Survivin' off Dutches and sandwiches
 You throw a party, my shooters come cancel it (brrr)
 My label gon' cover the damages
 Say I'm the best, it never go to my head but they at my shows all chantin' it
 I went and got it (I went and got it)
 I did what they couldn't and I got receipts (look what I did, nigga), ah
 Since 2018, I had the streets (ask about the Butcher)
 City introduced me to the game (first)
 Doug gave me my first square (he did)
 West showed me the formula (ah)
 But I'ma make my own self a millionaire, it's facts (my Eastside Buffalo niggas)
 I did this shit for y'all (understand? My niggas up top)
 (I ain't forget y'all niggas, man) huh?
 City introduced me to the game
 Doug gave me my first square
 West showed me the formula (yeah)
 But I'ma make my own self a millionaire (ah)
 In four years, built the foundation
 While these hatin' niggas sat around waitin'
 Tryna do what me and Al makin'
 Who knew the sound would take us somewhere ground breakin'
 I could let you niggas have that style, take it (go 'head)
 I'll switch it up, I had a style waitin' (haha)
 Up a level, never downgradin'
 Got it locked down like a child safety lock
 Back home, I'm like Warren Buffet
 On MLK with Inf all summers
 Made it out the hood with no problem
 With no father and a poor mother
 I was raised in a dope house, we had sticks in it like we're storing lumber
 Next, I'm doing Martha Stewart numbers
 Cook a chicken like I took a course from her (uh)
 Opps wanna put a fork in ya (yeah)
 Hoes want child support from ya (I know)
 Rich niggas that's Porsche lovers on cell blocks wearin' orange jumpers
 I started from nothin'
 Fans choosy 'bout the artists I fuck with
 Too successful for 'em all of a sudden
 They gon' blame it all on all of this money
 I went and got it (I went and got it)
 I did what they couldn't and I got receipts (look what I did, nigga), ah
 Since 2018, I had the streets (ask about the Butcher)
 City introduced me to the game (first)
 Doug gave me my first square (he did)
 West showed me the formula (ah)
 But I'ma make my own self a millionaire
 (Yo, man, I'ma tell y'all motherfuckers in here)
 (Niggas be talkin' 'bout)
 (Talkin' this rap shit, don't be saying my name)
 (The Butcher comin', nigga) huh?
 (Nobody tell me shit like that)
 City introduced me to the game (yeah)
 Doug gave me my first square
 West showed me the formula
 But I'ma make my own self a millionaire (ah)
 

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Duration
02:59
Key
9
Tempo
70 BPM

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