[Intro: Left Lane Didon]
Most infallible
Left Lane
Deuce Deuce
Tre-1
Back Doe Lil Joe
[Verse 1: Left Lane Didon]
Peep
Chase cash, break plates in half
Turn elbows like Nate Diaz, I get busy
At nineteen, I pushed a gray E Class
Broke niggas used to hate me bad, my shit chilly
Was baby Willie, now I graduated
My city iffy sometimes I be moving like I ain't got no paper
Operation operator
But when you see me, keep your palms in your pocket, nigga, I'm out of favors
I showed love, I can't love no more
Niggas I grew up with, I can't hug no more, peep
I'm connectеd, no underscore
Pull the brooms out for thе sweep, you'll be done in four
I reminisce about Rubin with a cloud and spliff
Thinking "How does God allow this shit?", I feel broken
They shot my nigga at the courts, I'm sick
If the stars align, I'm off the hip, my fifth blowin'
Blank stare as I'm facin' the world
Dirty money on spin cycle, takin' a twirl
Unquestionably thorough, shit, I'm radiant, dawg
Heart in the right place but my brain in a fog
I need a prayer or maybe I need some air
Lil' brodie, I got pictures to paint, just bring a chair
You call that nigga family, don't clip him, he get a fair
But then again it always depends on what get you there, but yo
Let's keep it player, I'm special with this
I had to over-stand my lane then I connected the gift
Knee-deep in this life, get the measuring stick
They say "Lefty got a Medellin wrist, shit leapin'"
Jumpin' out the gym, don't run out of wind
Shooters on the bench and they checkin' in
We 'bout to stress the league
My wrist got its own necklaces, check the sleeve
Stressed but I'm blessed to be
Here
[Interlude: Benny the Butcher]
I wake up every day and think that same shit
Y'know, life is 10% what happen to you and 90% how you react to it
[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
I was chosen to be a God and molded to be a boss
I'm different, they get most of they info from readin' blogs, truth
Then I probably see your future from readin' cards
Sativa strains helped us mask the pain that we was caused, look
You gotta cut the dead weight before you hit this level
I couldn't judge him 'cause we all fightin' different devils
First I dig a rapper grave but let him pick the shovel
Uh-huh, and break up happy homes when I flick the bezel
Yeah, these legends quote me out of respect
When you got it for less, ain't hard to tell you got a connect
I moved to the 'burbs from a corner house in the 'jects
When the tables was turned, I flipped a quarter ounce to a check
Let's go
I made six figures easy, got it lick by lick
I built my reputation up brick by brick, get my drift?
Trap doin' numbers when it hit my shift
West told me "Burn these niggas" then I lit my wick
Let's go, niggas saw the wave and then they tried to steal it
We the reason trap shit out of business
Mixin' dope like I'm a chemist and my mom a witness
Drug money paid the rent and she ain't have a problem with it
This for my dogs who took a ride to get it and never made it back
For that one pack, got hit with five offenses
Crime-infested war zones, these places I was restin'
The cradle I was nested, to make it I was destined
Don't want me to leave, she said "Stay, let's chat or somethin'"
But I had to breeze 'cause I know one day she gon' ask for somethin'
It's in my DNA, I'ma be a great
Yeah, sold out show in Philly at TLA
These old hoes like these new thots, a few not usual
Been groupies for thirty years, been to 2Pac funeral
Told my daughter, "Can't nobody tell you you not beautiful"
Shittin' on the mic cause ain't like a booth got urinals, yeah
[Outro: Left Lane Didon]
Let's go, nigga
Ayo Left, what up nigga?
Brrrrrrrrrrt
The Butcher comin'
Griselda, agh