[00:00.073][Part I: Produced by Daringer][00:01.571][00:02.578][Intro][00:03.077]Uh, yeah, the Butcher coming, nigga[00:14.589]I walk in the room, niggas can feel that pressure when I walk in, nigga[00:20.577]Like you saw the devil, yo, look[00:22.836][00:23.078][Verse][00:23.078]I was born in '84, but I’m like '97 Hov[00:26.330]I went platinum off a brick, I cooked on 97 stoves[00:29.578]Yeah, I know the streets is watching so I'm highly skeptical[00:32.325]Where I’m at in my career, one hit and I'll be set to go, uh[00:35.827]Duct tape for the blocks, black tape for the strap[00:38.584]Bentley in the parking lot, ashtray full of pack[00:41.580]Had dreams of retiring and burying the money[00:44.089]Back when I was young with more experience than money[00:47.840]On my Georgetown shit, rock the blue Hoya[00:50.819]When they snatched my niggas up, I got a new lawyer[00:53.587]They start off young so they shoot for you, I groom 'em[00:56.574]Soon they become they own bosses and recruit for you[00:59.585]It's not a such thing as too loyal[01:01.827]This gat melt your favorite rapper Patek into a pool for you[01:05.323]You think you nice, well, I got news for you[01:07.570]I get 'em chewed for you, it's funny when every rapper food to you[01:11.323]My bitch asking me to settle down[01:13.334]I was reckless at selling brown, she know I'm finally on level ground[01:17.077]I'm tryna change, but in my head it’s sounds[01:19.336]Telling me I can be El Chapo instead of Kevin Liles[01:22.830]Freestyle for Clue, I feel like ’97 Hov[01:25.331]It was '96, he pulled up in that ’97 Rov', uh[01:28.337]Drove it back and forth, done went through 97 tolls[01:31.326]Real stories 'bout drug money got me etched in stone, uh[01:34.574]By the time they learn to love me, I'll be dead and gone[01:37.580]Real hustlers treat them rentals like they second home[01:40.324]First double up, thirty dollars, seven stones[01:43.077]Yeah, I ****ed it up, but that whole play set the tone[01:48.322][Skit: Pimp C & Woman][01:48.583]You real angry[01:49.573]You know why I’m mad? Let me tell you why I'm mad[01:51.577]I'm mad because everybody on these records lying[01:54.573]Everybody's lying, everybody's this big D-boy[01:58.079]Everybody's these hardcore gangsters[02:00.588]Everybody gon' do this to each other when they see each other[02:04.068]And the truth be told, we too blessed and we having too much money[02:07.083]In this rap game to be going to war with each other[02:09.572]Right, okay[02:11.083]And the truth be told, don't nobody wanna fight nobody in this rap game[02:14.318]'Cause 98% of these dudes is cowards[02:15.577][02:16.073][Part II: Produced by The Alchemist][02:16.826][02:17.074][Intro][02:17.324]Check, one, two[02:18.325]The Butcher coming, nigga[02:20.077]Brrt, let's go (Doot, doot, doot)[02:22.835]We pull up, jumping out them V12 engines, detail kitted[02:25.572]Females with us, the hoes driving like it ain't got no seat belts in it[02:29.825]Uh-huh, woo, yeah[02:33.339]That's it right there, yo, uh[02:34.568][02:34.830][Verse][02:36.010]We pull up, jumping out them V12 engines, detail kitted[02:38.769]Females with us, the hoes driving like it ain't got no seat belts in it[02:42.760]The block look like it got seashells in it[02:45.271]The beam on the SIG flashing like it got an unread email in it[02:49.253]They try their best to stop us, we still winning[02:51.758]I run the shit in my Versace, chain reactions 'til my feet swell in 'em[02:56.255]Gold digger, deep pussy, I park the CL in it[02:59.015]Never pay for pussy, just pay for meals just to be fair with her[03:02.500]I hit the brakes, but wait, the light 'bout to change[03:05.515]Realizing what I'm driving and how my life 'bout to change[03:08.507]When I die, go to TV Johnny and ice out the grave[03:11.748]I make these bitches sign contracts and write out they names[03:15.014]Shit, I learned from how Juanita tricked Mike out his change[03:18.506]Huh, my ex shared, I still ain't get the lights out her name[03:21.762]And the feds want the whole BSF wiped out the game[03:24.996]'Cause what the grams cost, I been getting twice out in Maine[03:28.502]My watch look like a lighthouse, that's right, I'll explain[03:31.758]Blue faces, and I ain't have 'em bring the price down to pay[03:35.011]I had some young niggas slide through with pipes 'round your way[03:38.498]Have 'em posted up with sticks like it's a strike 'round your way, uh[03:42.507]You can only judge me by who you see me with[03:45.769]I turned a deuce to a six, did Houdini tricks[03:49.251]Tell these niggas keep my name out they greedy lips, uh[03:52.754]'Cause they don't want no static with Griselda by Fashion Rebels[03:59.257]The Butcher, nigga