Gun or Knife

[Intro: 38 Spesh]

Trypps Beatz Production

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Huh, Trust

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh & Benny The Butcher]

Ayo, the judge gave my man a higher sentence

I walked out the courtroom, I couldn't watch the entire lynching

Even though we all admire Benzes

Can't take it with us behind the wall of those barbed wire fences

My credit cards got higher limits, I ain't gotta lie to kick it

I don't use money to acquire friendships

Let me tell you why I'm expensive

It was fifty grand placed on my head

And paid to a hired henchmen (Yeah, uh, look)

[Verse 2: Benny The Butcher]

I took three, I was buying triplets, a Benz signed with sentence

Stamped on the brick, just like a hieroglyphic

Diamonds dripping, designer drenching

Black Versace shades and I can still see dollar signs behind the lenses

Front hallway, rental driving, backdoor trapper

Plug throw me an alley-oop, then the backboard shatter

If you keep dipping in your bag, then your stash won't last ya

Unless you make that type of money that the task force after

[Chorus: 38 Spesh & Benny The Butcher]

Ayo, money makes niggas hate, niggas want you to give it back

I got more off a plate than I ever did with rap

We ain't talking on the phone 'cause you get life if they tapped

I did time and ain't fold, I got stripes on my back

I keep it real in the streets just like I did in the pen

I ran it up, I got broke, then I did it again

I got mine out the dirt, I got mine being loyal (Yeah)

Now everything A1, now that's a real nigga for you (Uh)

[Verse 3: Benny The Butcher]

Look, the watch and the blocks got crystals in them

I got the streets, and beef with the judicial system

I played the sink but never did no dishes, nah

I was in those blenders

Contaminated everything in those kitchens

The game put blood on my hands, and her heels too

My homie clipped you, said he hit you, did you real smooth

I bumped heads and let weapons off at real goons

My bitch crib full of Fentanyl and lil spoons

[Verse 4: 38 Spesh]

My bitch whip got hit, I hope she heals soon

We got plans to buy a house on the hill soon

I done danced with the devil under the pale moon

And ended up with more paper than a mail room

I'm cooking in this hotel room

For about a weekend, and I pray that housekeeping don't smell fumes

It was times that I felt doomed

All I needed was a better price to give my clientele room

[Chorus: 38 Spesh & Benny The Butcher]

Ayo, money makes niggas hate, niggas want you to give it back

I got more off a plate than I ever did with rap

We ain't talking on the phone 'cause you get life if they tapped

I did time and ain't fold, I got stripes on my back

I keep it real in the streets just like I did in the pen

I ran it up, I got broke, then I did it again

I got mine out the dirt, I got mine being loyal

Now everything A1, now that's a real nigga for you (Uh)

Money makes niggas hate, niggas want you to give it back

I got more off a plate than I ever did with rap

We ain't talking on the phone 'cause you get life if they tapped

I did time and ain't fold, I got stripes on my back

I keep it real in the streets just like I did in the pen

I ran it up, I got broke, then I did it again

I got mine out the dirt, I got mine being loyal

Now everything A1, now that's a real nigga for you (Uh)