[Big Punisher] Yeah. This is for my peoples on the street, y'know? Gave me love since day one. Y'knahmean? When I was puttin it down Battlin for mine, y'knahmsayin? Battlin - projects and neighborhoods Just to be heard, y'knahmsayin? Y'know cause y'know I used to do everything y'know? From that hardcore shit. To that commercial shit. To that party shit. That thug shit. That live shit, that cry shit. That love shit, that hate shit. I do all that shit. You know what's my true love? THAT NIGGA SHIT - smokin weed with my moms THAT NIGGA SHIT - slingin D and her-on THAT NIGGA SHIT - no love for the cops THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin my dick sucked for my pops THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin drunk with my Twinz THAT NIGGA SHIT - swearin to God I'll never drink again THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin drunk again THAT NIGGA SHIT - three days in the pen THAT NIGGA SHIT - talkin loud at the flicks THAT NIGGA SHIT - fried rice and rib tips THAT NIGGA SHIT - lookin fresh with no ends THAT NIGGA SHIT - beatin on my sister's boyfriends THAT NIGGA SHIT - yellow tape and white sheets THAT NIGGA SHIT - whoopin my kid's ass in the streets THAT NIGGA SHIT - Iverson crossover THAT NIGGA SHIT - cheese doodles, grape soda THAT NIGGA SHIT - playin the last card on the train THAT NIGGA SHIT - hot sauce on everythang THAT NIGGA SHIT - nugget gold in the 80's THAT NIGGA SHIT - iced out in the 90's THAT NIGGA SHIT - shoot the place if you play me THAT NIGGA SHIT - Pun to run til they find me And I'm out what, what what wha-what And I'm out what, what what wha-what And I'm out, and I'm out Puerto Rock nigga shit yo I'm out

'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous But when that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded When you don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases All your friends hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Got a mink doormat that say, "Nigga, we made it" Got all white neighbors and most of 'em racist They put your name and faces when you goin' in places The black ain't enough, you just don't wanna be famous Real talk, real rap, look, I can't deny shit Couldn't afford shit, but always was attracted to fly shit Guess that's why I buy, won't invest or capitalize But expectin' to die rich, just a rich nigga mindset That's why I'm packin' up my shit, like I'm back at the mom's crib Like I'm back on my grind like, it's a nine-to-five shift 'Cause nothin' was handed to me, uh, go in and hand it to me Like I'm Puffy in '96, (gimme the loot, gimme the loot!) Let's hope that she really for me, most hoes couldn't handle me I'm postponin' a family, work hard so they know what I stand for Just have 'em to Grammy me? Damn, have 'em Grammy me? Damn, just don't wanna be famous 'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous When that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded You don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases Your friends like hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Uh, look at me, get what you see, envision me Brazen chains, is he Pusha T or Mr. T? Know who could smoke, no niggas please, no liquor please A different me, I'm in this bitch and I'm sippin' tea Uh, but never spill the tea, most of you niggas sick of me What would she do to get to me? Get off the tip of the dick of me, please Another victory, be flawless like the skin on me, please Don't compare him and me, you offendin' me This ain't a diss and we ain't enemies They concerned with breakin' hits, I'm more concerned with makin' history Loudest nigga in the room the weakest Them quiet dudes just probably need better speakers This ain't a modest way of livin', I ain't hungry Just did a demolition to my kitchen, it was ugly Cash rules everything around me, get the money funny How they got 2020 vision but don't see a nigga vision 'til 2020? Fuck Wow (uh) 'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous When that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded You don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases Your friends like hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Woo, this some bullshit Yeah Three, three Three, two, one, cut

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Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper