[Intro]
Yeah, Spesh and Ghost
We don't get the piece of the pie, we get the pie a piece
[Verse 1: Eto]
Kept it quiet, quiet as kept
I wish death on connivers, they’ll connive you to death
Been in out in the East now out in the West
Ran in different houses to eat, a couple pies a few left
Yo, left a few, that's a couple eighths
Now my revenue in another state
No one knows, I know no one
But when my fam date up, I'll keep him up to date
Wait, you niggas never sold a brick
A brick will never get sold if I don't permit
Your fifth loaded, I unload the fifth
Get focused, I'm what focus gets
Rewarded with a lot of hatred
Haters hate rewards 'cause they pockets naked
They got naked pockets, we not relating
Only if you're momma's favorite
[Verse 2: Street Justice]
They put money before trust and then wonder
How the bond broken calm soldiers let you come in
That's where arms open, guns smoking, Hennesy sipping
'Till the bar's closing, arms folded, resume sittin’
'Till the job’s posted, palms soaking, get what you're giving
Like a pawnbroker not focussed, raising your hand
Well, it's not poker, not folders gave you a hand
Like a stockbroker gotta follow chain of command
It's just block culture, shot open, stick to the plan
In the outspoken cops patrolling laying in vans
How could we not notice
Ops rolling but we're prepared
And we're not joking Glock holders spraying them cans
See the top opens turn you to a ghost where you stand
When you block posting some watch the game as a fan
Some will start coaching, saw niggas burning their brand
Then they start smoking, backing up serving your man
Being heartbroken
Yeah, Spesh and Ghost
We don't get the piece of the pie, we get the pie a piece
[Verse 1: Eto]
Kept it quiet, quiet as kept
I wish death on connivers, they’ll connive you to death
Been in out in the East now out in the West
Ran in different houses to eat, a couple pies a few left
Yo, left a few, that's a couple eighths
Now my revenue in another state
No one knows, I know no one
But when my fam date up, I'll keep him up to date
Wait, you niggas never sold a brick
A brick will never get sold if I don't permit
Your fifth loaded, I unload the fifth
Get focused, I'm what focus gets
Rewarded with a lot of hatred
Haters hate rewards 'cause they pockets naked
They got naked pockets, we not relating
Only if you're momma's favorite
[Verse 2: Street Justice]
They put money before trust and then wonder
How the bond broken calm soldiers let you come in
That's where arms open, guns smoking, Hennesy sipping
'Till the bar's closing, arms folded, resume sittin’
'Till the job’s posted, palms soaking, get what you're giving
Like a pawnbroker not focussed, raising your hand
Well, it's not poker, not folders gave you a hand
Like a stockbroker gotta follow chain of command
It's just block culture, shot open, stick to the plan
In the outspoken cops patrolling laying in vans
How could we not notice
Ops rolling but we're prepared
And we're not joking Glock holders spraying them cans
See the top opens turn you to a ghost where you stand
When you block posting some watch the game as a fan
Some will start coaching, saw niggas burning their brand
Then they start smoking, backing up serving your man
Being heartbroken
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