Benny the Butcher, Harry Fraud, Ransom, 38 Spesh - Band of Brothers lyrics

You're a wizard, Harry (Ayo)

I got a pistol and it's stayin' by me
I got a lot of issues
So my death is anticipated highly
That was me facilitatin' robberies
I'm like a hardware store
I take a key and start makin' copies
Kill me, it's gon' take a posse
You thinkin' wisely and I refuse to
Let you dudes patronize me
I charge a hundred for an eighth of broccoli
You heard about me
I got enough greenhouses to play Monopoly
Court cases, sellin' yay' in lobbies
Few bitches I fucked had ugly
Faces with amazin' bodies
I'm frustrated when a hater by me
I took my bank statements and made
A diary, that's great advisory, huh
I ain't waitin' 'til the label sign me
I had illegal empires that probably
Generate the same as Ghazi's
I remember playin' on them side streets
Then I built the brand with my brothers
Like the Wayans and the Isleys (yeah)

I know you probably heard I gave him crumbs
Then I made a run in rap
Gave it back and donated funds (True)
Provided jobs for my neighbors' sons
Built foundations to save the slums while
Talkin' 'bout cocaine and guns (Same time)
My ex told me we don't
Date because I'm too self-centered
I spent more time countin' than makin' love
A contractor, I could make a plug
Like contactin' with a load and a
Number sweeter than maple syrup
That first million dollars gave me courage
(Made me strong) i'm FaceTimin' bosses
Talkin' in the camera like I'm Katie Couric
(Ah)
Can't hear you, my new Mercedes purrin'
(Skrrt) ain't a day that I ain't earn or
A favor a nigga ain't return
I'm booked in cities
Put work in them same towns stepped on it
I came down with footwork
Like I'm James Brown
And don't mistake the shit that they
Say for the same style (This ain't that)
These street politics for civilians
I break down, uh (Break it down)
I straddled lines and crackin' rhymes
But this old school lack of mines look
Like I just traveled back in time
I shedded weight, my crew half the size
(Half the size)
Nigga, I built a band with my
Brothers like the Jackson 5 (yeah)

Thoughts of matching us
Then your plan's absurd (yeah)
Could get you whacked before desert
You'll be tortured before the lamb is served
I handle birds like Mike on the roof
I'm likely to shoot
You understand my nerves
You would if you knew the
Depth of what Amber heard (Woo)
Judge slammin' gavels, the
Verdict's guilty, watch Ran' emerge
(Uh, huh)
Bloodstained apparel, the furs is filthy
I damage furs (Doo doo)
I ain't got no plan to splurge
Time to hit the blocky i'ma slam the curb
You ain't built it to withstand the purge
Get you killed for some grams of herb (Ah)
Dirt cheap (Yes)
First night home from prison's
The worst sleep (Facts)
Violated the first week
(yeah) , I was raised on these cursed streets
An orphan to 'em (Shit)
If you don't bump into the
Devil three times a day
Then you walkin' with him (Let's go)
How my wicked lawyer beat all them charges?
(How?) i'm off regardless
Got some bodies that's decomposin'
In lost garages
These crosshairs is how I cross my targets
(Blap) live off the harvest with my band of
Brothers like we was all DeBarges duffel
The Butch trust