Loose Page

(album: Benny Montana - 2010)

I'm from a hard part of town where them gats go off
If you bitched, this a strip I shouldn't catch you on
Bust yo gat, if you don't sell crack you starve
Niggas handshake with handguns, tattoo scars
You ain't strapped you wrong, you know niggas after you dog
Come through, they will live you wet like this bathroom floor
[?] stunting to me, the coupe did a 103
I looked at the cashier like they ain't want a receipt
I hate rappers, I swear they don't want it with me
I ate rappers and still got some in my teeth
They just wanna see the ground break under my feet
I'm too strong I know the end [?]
So I gave em a little time but they ain't heard nothing yet
All that b-boy talk and they ain't serve nothing yet
The nerve of em! Like I ain't never served nothing wet
One and two, like they ain't never served nothing stretched
Look! shoutout my Miami things, video broads
Shit get cooked raw, plus run a team like Danny Ainge
Yeah I'm on that powder shit, cocaine shower shit
Tell em fifteen minutes, really like an hour shit
Say I'm on my way but I'm really in the shower, shit
Fore I leave the house I pray, may we all bow and shit
That tech good but it's messy though
I need that speshi though, goodfella how she get a Pesci roll
I got a fetish, love to break the fucking raw
Got a phonebook stacked from stacking up the raw
All money ain't good, take it from a boss
But you would die ever try take it from a boss
Look, fuck niggas better ask about two chainz
Now four pound got kicked like Liu Kang
They couldn't take me off the streets, I was too flame
I wrote a book for the Gs, this a loose page