Benny the Butcher, Harry Fraud - No Instructions lyrics

Ah
All my street niggas gon' pray to this one

Yeah, we not connected unless we get paid
Prison left me enraged, knife work
Wesley in Blade (Wesley in Blade)
They know I'm up so they expect me to change
I'm plugged on both sides
Dope boy with executive game (Uh)
All my OGs encouraged violence (yeah)
That's why I turned for guidance
My hood make your block look
Like the Virgin Islands
This half a brick, I'ma serve with kindness
With dope that's color cut clarity
And the same when you purchase diamonds
This flow right here
I was the first to find it (First)
I sold work and grinded
My bitch ran the phone
Before she earned designer (Earned designer)
This way of like you can tell we perfected
Unhealthy connections
I treat a plug like a wealthy investor
Uh huh, jump in the whip, open the roof up
(Open the roof up)
They tell you anythin' except
Open the book up (Nah)
I thought different
I read the Bible and the Quran
On the vinyl cot I sat
Behind on Federal walls (Federal walls)
I made a promise to sign a letter to God
(Damn) but I broke it when I
Came home sellin' Mexican raw (Mexican raw)
Shit, so don't look at me like I'm perfect
Y'all worship these rap niggas
Turned this shit to a circus
My watch hittin' (Hittin')
Lookin' like I'm 'bout to blow a circuit
Fans fly across seas to come
And meet me in person i still got flaws
(Flaws)
A few relationships I got wrong (Wrong)
I been stabbed in the back, I got scars
(I got scars) , damn

Let's go, dream big
Just look what my team did (Team did)
They tried to box us in
It's like the game seem rigged (Damn)
This real facts and I used to
Trap where the fiends live (Montana)
How he rap about gats but
Don't actually squeeze his
(Don't actually squeeze his)
Okay, I see, y'all believe these
Rappers if you want, my nigga
(If you want, my nigga)
Let 'em convince you to do
What they never done, my nigga
They just tryna sell records
It's all a front, my nigga
(Niggas frontin')
But principles come first when you one of us
My nigga
For killers with cold cases and no traces
Heard you said you could fuck with gang
Now that's a bold statement
(Fuck out of here)
I'm like, how? Your flow basic
Hoes low maintenance
You got caught with the whole
Cake and you got probation
(How the fuck that happened?)
When they freed us up out the cuffs
We bought froze bracelets (Ice)
And got back to my folk on
The side of the bowl scrapin' (Uh)
From the scramblers
Dodge cameras like old gangsters
(Old gangsters)
And the gamblers throw the dice
Across the cold pavement (Let's go)
You not safe, this clip in my new Glock great
(Doot, doot, doot, doot)
Long enough to do a drive-by
For two blocks straight (Nigga)
I'll put money on your head
From a shoebox bank (What's shakin'?)
And leave the murder unsolved
Like the 2Pac case (Ah)
We was young, we was rugged
(Uh) , where I hung, we was buggin'
And rats get their stripes stripped
And tongues in the oven (Uh)
When it comes to this hustlin'
I got funds in abundance
And I learned quick 'cause a
Brick don't come with instructions (Uh)