So Strategic

[Intro: 38 Spesh] Trypps Beatz Production Right though, you know what I’m saying? Huh, "Stabbed & Shot" 38 Spesh, Benny The Butcher Let’s go, ayo [Verse 1: 38 Spesh & Benny The Butcher] So strategic, picked all the people I chose to eat with I know they needed motivation, so I chose to be it, huh Now a hater is some shit that I don't agree with When a business transaction is made, I oversee it, huh Now Lord knows how we rose from the cement You can make a couple mistakes, just don't repeat it I'm still cool with my old bitch, she know some secrets Road trips with four bricks in an old Prius Gotta think rich and grow rich or you won't achieve it Used to ride in an old whip, that overheated My man ran off with some work, I know what greed is But you know what happen to a goldfish when you overfeed it Huh, that's how you get killed I deaded my plug, ran into him a year later, and we still chilled He said Spesh, "you coulda had a mil' bill" Now you down and I'm up, ain't crying over spilled milk Huh, he said he don't feel guilt It's easier to sleep on designer sheets that's real silk (Uh-huh) I wish that I could take it back and, this ain't just rapping (That’s real shit) This the problems I encountered just to make it happen [Verse 2: Benny The Butcher] Yo, it's so strategic, I made all my soldiers stay close with Ninas Camino got knocked in a low with a loaded heater 'Cause moving around without 'em just something we don't believe in Go to squeezing, everybody got fire, ain't no anemics With no father figures, I.Q. like Harvard niggas Treat the spot like a parking meter and put quarters in it You know your whole team could suffer for your wrong decision Uh, that five bands a week just my cost of living These hoes know about me, you can ask what I'm 'bout She drove packs on the route, or I trapped out her house In a room full of money, I feel trapped when I count I let my bitch swipe my card to the maximum amount, uh All this speaking like y'all bosses, really, are you eating? Me and my daughter in Daytona, we enjoying beaches Y'all out here flossing, taking losses and employing leeches Flea play the corner in New York like he Janoris Jenkins Invested in lawyers, 'bout to collect me a fortune Enough bread, you gotta move outta town just to enjoy it And I wish that I could take it back, this ain't just rapping This the problems I encountered just to make it happen, ah!