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Summer '24 - Ed Lover Mix

de Benny The Butcher

Look, sometimes I wonder if real motherfuckers still exist
Sometimes I look at what's goin' on out here and I wonder
Do real motherfuckers still exist?
But then I'm reminded that real motherfuckers do still exist
It's The Butcher, bitch
Summertime Butch'
Yo, ah

It's already full-blown summer now
The bitches out, the numbers down
It feel like Thug already run the trial
But back in my town they barely started and the tension is strong
It's like somethin' telling me kill soon as the weather get warm
The worst case for a veteran is feds get involved
Nigga, I carry that weight with me, like a medicine ball
It ain't no clouds and it's ninety outside
That mean it's grimy outside
But fuck it, you can still find me outside
Spent nights on that curb building
You gotta look at every law's true life
'Cause it's two L's and two I's in the word billion
Three A.M. on that corner, breakin' bread, I was patient
Fled, so they don't snatch me up before they head to the station
Sped from one trap to two, than I severe relations
Step on the dope, it get weaker like the stairs to the basement
Ah, no fifty-fifty splits won't get me rich, not at all
That's pennies, I've been winnin' chips, Olajuwon, Kenny Smith
I came with a rocket, and if I aim it and pop it
Than put it back, the barrel will melt the change in my pocket
The parallels of street life, you know the game's so strange
I got beef with a nigga who got the same first name
That ain't all, I had a plug who got the same birthday
Detectives pull his whip over, they gon' make first grade
It's time to pop out with it on, pull a drop out
Shut the block down, bring a watch out if you on
It's Summer 2024, motherfuckers

Summertime Butch'
These are the real Sopranos

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