They Got Sonny

What's your name?
 Ace
 Ace
 Acito?
 Yeah
 You live in the neighbourhood, right?
 Yeah
 Look, I gotta get out of here, man, I gotta get back
 Uh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
 (Alchemist)
 I'm Lulu
 What?
 Lulu
 This shit too easy, nigga
 Okay, what kinda name is that?
 I don't know, it's my name
 Yeah, look, I listen to niggas' albums
 Like, "What the fuck all the hype about?"
 Like, nigga, I can write one verse that'll wipe 'em out (No cap, huh)
 Don't make me bring the '89 Tyson out (Hah)
 I'll get it shipped soon as that Louis Off-White come out (Ha)
 I dropped a bag, but I can get you blammed free (Cap)
 Rather pay the bands and have this shit done
 That's hands-free (I dropped a bag on it)
 Went from 28 grams to goin' to get a tan ki (Uh-huh)
 Only the real street niggas gon' understand me (Yeah, nigga)
 I'm from where the kids don't get a new jacket in fall
 Roach in the cereal and every spoon black in the drawer
 Mama used crack and his pops shoot smack in his arm
 He just use that, it's all of the fuel that's in these bars (Woo)
 Drivin' ambition
 I'm focused on the goal like Kawhi in transition (Ah)
 Remember I sold a nigga a pie with grams missin', now I expand fishes
 Nigga steal a hundred dollars
 Find him with his hands missin', nigga (Talk to 'em)
 Yeah, it's grow house when I roll a blunt (Hah)
 Nigga got smoked last night, he ain't been home a month (Cap)
 Uh, shot to the temple, that's the hole-in-one (Boom, boom, boom)
 With a stolen gun, and fuck the police that he stole it from (Hah)
 I make a G call and the homies come (They on the way, nigga)
 Big ass FN, that shit hold a drum
 (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
 It's fucked up, I heard my man told to come home early
 Your daddy a bitch, that's what I told his son
 I listen to rappers' albums, literally mad about the lack of talent
 I could lyrically acid wash him, ask about me
 Trifecta of respect, the streets, Rikers, and the mountains
 Took a toll, I paid ten-fold, behold a man of honor
 And rare persona, I exhale a air of nostalgia
 Like Don D, I'm an incomparable artist
 Transcends, this is a compelling performance
 Uncut raw, compressed from the connect to the corner
 I carry the heat, aggressive as morning, sweat drippin'
 Down my chest in the sauna, majestic in aura
 Indeed, you can't impress me with talkin' unless you're a lawyer
 Finessin' the court, to take my people from detention to walkin'
 My rhyme is a diamond inspired by pressure before it
 There's a lesson in every blessin', never ignore it
 There's two things I never been, on paperwork or extorted
 I'm livin' my truth, no lie, Griselda and Cory, uh
 
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 Lulu, money bags
 Cito, thank you
 Que pasa?
 Do you know this man?
 No, um, but I'm here about Lulu