Tsu Surf, Benny the Butcher - Blacc Cream lyrics

(Black cream) gang!

No pictures wit' the plug
He good as don't exist
A duffle bag of hundreds with us
Favors open doors
 don't let 'em front it to us
I gotta decline kind gestures
Came from money
Business partners if you trust me with it
Bitch, she bilingual case it's funny business
Them niggas only know you got it
If you make it known trips to the face alone
Short on conversations, feds tapin' phones
Heard a lil' static, had to change the phone
Square bitch drivin', tryna make it home
Who you got besides yourself might as
Well go and get it
He just wanna beat it, bro
Wouldn't cuff a co-defendant
Trench is like the jungle, who survivin'?
Pictures on the table
Both shooters and who drivin'
The clarity's surprisin' trap things
Out here since the AM for this black cream
First name basis with these crack fiends (Yo)
Cops inquirin' 'bout what these tats mean
I'm just tryna stack cream
(Flex, flex) , that all black cream

(Black cream)
Ayo, Surf, you know I feel you on this shit
Right? (Black cream) Uh huh
Check one, check two (Black cream)
(Black cream) Butcher comin', nigga

Shoulda seen me
Grindin' and stayin' alive wasn't easy
Needed more hammers than hugs when
Mama couldn't feed me
Trusted the process and like magic
Made them pussies king me
Treated the pyrex and the cabinet
Like it was a genie
Probably start up a turf war off
A Benny and Surf song at your funeral
Twenty niggas with straps in a church hall
If you real
You get your name on a tat or a verse dawg
Twenty-one gun salute in a lot
Then we murk off
Niggas envy 'cause they never
Could fuck with me, it's too much
They want me sittin' back in federal custody
I had enough
I walked the plug for a eighteen
Soft and patched it up
Told that nigga, "I'm around
Get wit' us" and backed it up
What you know about black cream?
I'm havin' bad dreams
That I'm down to my last few
Thou' with my last fiends
Brown dope with white cut
It's like a halfbreed
I'ma make it, stack it and clean it
Long as cash green the Butcher!