Street Sharks Salaam Remi & Bodega Bamz (Ft. Conway the Machine)

[Intro]
Yo, yo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz + Conway the Machine]
Put your heart in your back pocket and handle business
Niggas lie for the wealth honesty is a sickness
I’m from the streets with logistics
I’m that nigga that was never a statistic
I’m charged up but the battery not included
Everybody sound the same so my shit exclusive
The most understated artists and that’s been reputed
I just count money and subtract excuses
Don’t compare a Benz to Saab nigga
Don’t compare a hobby to job nigga
My ring coming out the fog nigga
My runs started with a job nigga
I’m Gucci anywhere that’s a Fendi
Any rapper in the game that can check me
Niggas dying over pussy I ain’t get it
If I’m wearing all this ice I ain’t chillin’
I ain’t slippin’ God willing
I gotta be on point gotta pay attention
Anytime anywhere anywhere I choose
I got styles so I don’t follow fashion rules
Spanish Harlem sista sand box
Oy boy they ?pop it when the ten drop?
I’m getting green like a shamrock
Only wife beaters wearing tank tops (Bamz, what' up, nigga?)