Joe Pesci 38 Lyrics - B.e.n.n.y. The Butcher

[Intro] 

Griselda by Fashion Rebels 

Yeah, uh 

This how shit supposed to sound 

This how our shit sound, yeah 

Y'all niggas got a lot of catchin' up to do, yo 

Uh, uh 

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[Verse] 

For the hustlers that's gettin' money, thinkin' fast in business 

Who stayed up by playin' smart and duckin' bad decisions 

I wore hand-me-downs in class, bitches laughed at niggas 

Now I rock designer like I'm in the fashion business 

I met a plug when I was broke, not to brag, I did it 

I broke a nine off in half and got in traffic with it 

This for my day one fans, niggas that been listenin' 

Who know these rappers not better or as consistent 

And when they talk about the streets, it ain't that specific 

So I'm a tad suspicious, if it's fact or fiction 

Uh, you ain't in the streets weighin' slabs and fishes 

Nigga, you just another rapper tryna have the image 

But don't want the scabs and stiches, shit, that come with it 

And if you ask me, that's backwards, nigga, uh 

I seen too many real niggas fall to let you bitch niggas beat me 

But still I make this shit look easy 

Bitches think I'm lit 'cause they see me 

But I was just in the trap with a flip phone, stick, and a TV 

Calls from home sayin', While you goin' through the roof 

It's rumors back here sayin' what who gon' do to who 

Been gone for two weeks, been two more funerals 

They pulled up dumpin' out of the two-door Subaru 

It's all the same, this what we call a game 

When you move, it pull you back like a ball and chain 

We rap 'bout our real life 'cause it caused us pain 

And when you reach certain levels, it 'cause us change 

The pain subsides, but the scars remain 

I'm one of the realest niggas, that's broad as day 

I'm on my Biggie, Who Shot Ya?, this for my parters still in lockup 

Who only call back home to tell us in a box up 

They killed Eric Garner just 'cause his posture 

But you get life if you hit a cop up 

How could we feel that that's not us? 

Our skin 'plexion the same, nigga, please don't be obnoxious 

I played with more keys than a locksmith 

It's like I'm good at everything, I got this 

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[Outro] 

Uh, Joe Pesci 38 

He got a roach clip burnin' in the ashtray (Burnin' in the ashtray) 

You know I'm spendin' good money, so he love me 

Said he down to meet me halfway (Down to meet me halfway) 

Uh, Joe Pesci 38 

My Joe Pesci 38, yeah (My Joe Pesci 38) 

This the same gun, some Goodfellas 

This my Joe Pesci 38 (My Joe Pesci 38)