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Belly Of The Beast

 

Belly Of The Beast

(album: #Turndafucup: The Original Sessions - 2022)


I'm a product of my environment
OG's going into early retirements
This is the art of war, black diamonds in the Audemars
Shit I talk might start a war
Dro Starr the golden child De La Hoya
Some might stick for the bread Stella D'oro
Public announcements for public houses
Playing with their freedom, touching thousands
Rich folks send their kids off to Yale
Poor folks send their kids off to jail
So fuck taking lemons and making lemonade
We can take a half an ounce, turn it to a 28th
My bitch can't dress and never less than Ralph Lauren
A nigga can't drive a whip unless the whip's foreign
We in the club, throwing tax free hundreds
20 niggas jumping out of three black Hummers
Stop putting fake grilles on a whack three hundreds (Chrysler 300)
Niggas ain't trying to see Max B numbers
Hold your head, son, this murder Redrum

One for the struggle, two for the pain
Three for the kids out mugging for change
Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop
It's the belly of the beast and we hungry

It's Sticky Fingaz, you know I'm bout to black out
I never go to sleep, nigga, I pass out
And I don't wake up, I come to
I'm scared to death cause everything I think come true
I got a lot of things, but no sympathy
I keep the ratchet pockets never on empty
I'm in that Bentley, please don't tempt me
High powered lawyers, I beat an attempt B
Look at my face, do it look like I'm joking?
It beat them nosey niguhz, get they nose broken
Sometimes the hardest niguh be the most soft-spoken
Pop off guns, get thrown in the ocean
I'm not a gambler, a hustle nigga cashed out
Before I'm broke, I pull that guns and that mask out
As a kid, I was raised in the traphouse
Like a rat throwing rocks throw a glass house

One for the struggle, two for the pain
Three for the kids out mugging for change
Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop
It's the belly of the beast and we hungry

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