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Huh, huh Know I'm sayin'? Ayo, they won't use my energy down I refuse to lose while takin' food out my enemies' mouths Huh, my girl got plenty of styles Look like a Caribbean dial, I spent a pretty penny at Chow's Huh, I sold plenty of vowels When my fiends shoot dope, they like to sit down Indian-style Niggas is foul, really, it's wild They say people don't change, that mean you must been an envious child My lifestyle like a damn king In a luxury chariot, drinkin' liquor out a canteen I served drug dealers and fiends Played both sides of the street, still left with my hands clean I can't dance or can't sing But I can swing and this .50 cal' will give your man wings A snitch never ran things If you connected to pigs, I'll put a bullet in your hamstrin', trust First-class flight, when I land I leave with the stewardess (I'm out) But I'll put a baby in her throat before her uterus (ah) Eastside Butch, got a trap and knew what to do with it (I knew what to do with it) But after that freestyle with Em, I knew I was through with it (let's go) Niggas think a blizzard hit, the work came, I tossed it I put ice on the street like Trump, first day in office So you herbs can't be talkin' when real niggas in the room I'm puttin' two-thousand dollar Louis kicks on Mercedes carpets Compare me to rapper dorks, in the face, that's a slap of course (damn) Avoid bein' back in court, I gave y'all a master course (I showed y'all niggas) Rule number one, never stash dope where it's cash, of course (that's a fact) Number two, never eat wagyu with a plastic fork These gatekeepers'll burn their hand 'fore they pass the torch Sold yay' to tweakers, and I'll burn these bands 'fore I have remorse I'm from Buff', but niggas hear me and say, "That's New York" (that's New York right there) So, fuck it, I hold the whole state down, like that's the fort (let's go) And I know hustlers fightin' cases, I know killers that relate When I signed to Roc Nation, I was still on Section 8 When I performed on Jimmy Fallon, I could still stretch a eighth When I signed to Def Jam, I was just tryna catch a play, nigga It's Butch, or Big Butch to you, let's go

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