OverCame Paul Wall & Statik Selektah (Ft. Benny the Butcher)

[Intro: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Statik Selektah
Uh, I guess this what gospel music for street niggas sound like
Ahh, okay
Mhm, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
I did this for y'all niggas, reflection of raw dealers
This year I'm tucking two point four if the Lord willin'
Flood the Rollie face and hope I can shake off the poor feeling
Where they kill over hoods to do nothing but starve in it
I used to think dope was my calling, that's small business
I'ma open up a grocery store and put jobs in it
If y'all niggas wanna be popular, that's y'all business
'Cause the feds putting all the big names in small prisons
Know about them traps and them stoves, them halves and them wholes
Young niggas catch what I throw 'em like Patrick Mahomes
A nigga really dapped up with Cole and patched in with Hov
I left my mama house young, came back with the throne (Yeah)
I used to dress and make sure the vest match with the clothes (Match with the clothes)
Now I'm lit, so all the whips match with the clothes (Skrrt)
I'm bout to bust down the Cuban, get the latch with the stones (Uh-huh)
But I was just selling dog food in traffic with Jones, ahh

[Interlude: Paul Wall]
Paul Wall, Statik
The Butcher and the Champ
Ayy