Tokyo Drift
Big Ghost Ltd x Benny the Butcher x 38 Spesh
GENRE
[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Huh
We done survived real wars out here, man
R.I.P. to all my motherfucking enemies and their little brothers, huh
We’ll finish this shit in Hell, man
Straight like that, but right now
Uh
[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
I’m living harder, my business in order
I’m hated by many but thankful for the love that I get from my daughter
It was harder, now we’re living smarter
Give us quarters, I’ma turn your living quarters to a brick and mortar
See I started off pitching water
In front of my aunt crib, now the shit that I smoke is an engine starter
I ran shit you never been in charge of
You nevеr been a part of million-dollar meetings with two business partners
We was kids, wе had missing fathers
Now it’s Coupes with missing roofs and facial recognition starters
Told Mama I’ma make it out
And I made a route selling cocaine right out my neighbor’s house
My kitchen crowded, took the table out
Nowhere to sit, so many pounds on the floor, I could’ve made a couch
Ask around, all the gangsters vouch
On the low, they see me grow from shoeboxes to bank accounts
We make deposits and don’t take it out
‘Cause we don’t need it, that’s just-in-case money that we don’t think about
Trust
[Verse 2]
Huh
Now I'm a hustler , hardcore lyricist
Huh
We done survived real wars out here, man
R.I.P. to all my motherfucking enemies and their little brothers, huh
We’ll finish this shit in Hell, man
Straight like that, but right now
Uh
[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
I’m living harder, my business in order
I’m hated by many but thankful for the love that I get from my daughter
It was harder, now we’re living smarter
Give us quarters, I’ma turn your living quarters to a brick and mortar
See I started off pitching water
In front of my aunt crib, now the shit that I smoke is an engine starter
I ran shit you never been in charge of
You nevеr been a part of million-dollar meetings with two business partners
We was kids, wе had missing fathers
Now it’s Coupes with missing roofs and facial recognition starters
Told Mama I’ma make it out
And I made a route selling cocaine right out my neighbor’s house
My kitchen crowded, took the table out
Nowhere to sit, so many pounds on the floor, I could’ve made a couch
Ask around, all the gangsters vouch
On the low, they see me grow from shoeboxes to bank accounts
We make deposits and don’t take it out
‘Cause we don’t need it, that’s just-in-case money that we don’t think about
Trust
[Verse 2]
Huh
Now I'm a hustler , hardcore lyricist
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