Pyrex Picasso - Benny the Butcher, CONWAY THE MACHINE, Rick Hyde

I made my first few thousand by accident

I swear you don’t even know the half of it

Never would have 'magined I’d be passionate

And the plug always know I’m coming back again

Getting money all day until the night fall

I remember Mama couldn’t keep the lights on

Now my diamonds shine brighter with the lights off

Black Soprano Family, we ain’t nothing like y’all

Yo

Young nigga got rich, fresh out the projects

Went and put up a Picasso inside a Pyrex

You want this kind of respect, but you ain’t hot yet

First, you gotta progress and keep the secrets that I kept

The streets took my kin from me, feeling like I’m a Kennedy

Sentenced me to a trilogy but came home with my dignity

The traps I had had the agents and the bureaus workin'

They tried to get in my brain just like a neurosurgeon

I’m what they mean when they say the world ain’t perfect

Enough cash to my bitch and your girl a Birkin

Bring her 'round me then your girl get purchased

I’ma pull my dick out and fuck the world with purples

The highs always balance out the lows

It’ll catch 'em by the hole

And your talent pullin' racks up out a bowl

For my niggas that’s bitten with ten calendars to go

Were buried a quarter-million, and a ratchet in the hole, ah

I made my first few thousand by accident

I swear you don’t even know the half of it

Never would have 'magined I’d be passionate

And the plug always know I’m coming back again

Getting money all day until the night fall

I remember Mama couldn’t keep the lights on

Now my diamonds shine brighter with the lights off

Black Soprano Family, we ain’t nothing like y’all

I’m from Buffalo the home of the drive-by's

Out of fiend rentals, shots from the .45 fly

double 02's tie-dye

Throw you off the top of your project, nigga, skydive

Virgil Off White, zip tie’s fly

Whip it, sit it on that newspaper, let that pie dry

You see that G Wagen fly by

I drop my shit, rappers gotta respect the pressure that I buy

That’s your dad?

Boy, it’s not even fair

Closet full of kicks at least two thousand a pair

I took a trip to Vegas, got a hundred thousand to spare

Suite at the ARIA smellin' like gelati in there

Yeah (Talk to 'em), I got shot in my top but I kept it movin'

Some niggas got clipped for it, that was my retribution

I was just in Houston, Tesla cruisin'

Two on this TEC I use it

I made my first few thousand by accident

I swear you don’t even know the half of it

Never would have 'magined I’d be passionate

And the plug always know I’m coming back again

Getting money all day until the night fall

I remember Mama couldn’t keep the lights on

Now my diamonds shine brighter with the lights off

Black Soprano Family, we ain’t nothing like y’all

I swear you don’t even know the half of it

And the plug always know I’m coming back again

I swear you don’t even know the half of it

And the plug always know I’m coming back again