[Tristate Gates]
While I'm watching every n***a watching me closely
Still a New York native and I got no sleep stash box under both seats
In front of cats, telling n***a how I roast beef
Close quarters with the toast heat

Seen both sides of the gun on both streets
And managed to avoid every drug raid and all them coke sweeps
And gang round ups, how could you doubt us ?
We from crownvicts now we hold the crown up

I put the town up, premature with this four-pounder
You stay from round us, so sleep with flounders
Realest shit I ever spit, it's strong sativa in my medicine
The fresh prince, and leave no evidencе

The skybox like my residеnce, the seats are soft as my leather is
The Louie on my leather, man
N***as talk with a stick and get a drum answer
Who wants smoke with the kid ? Cuz this is lung cancer

Penthouse on my bitch and let my son answer
N***a you tryin' get rich ? It's only one answer
Burned out, pops let me count 50k
Odd twentys, age fifteen, I swear I was turned out
Learned how corners get you cornered on my first route
Do it for the love of the game that never works out
Gate the shoes [?], you heard it from the horse's mouth
Porche trunk, I'm trying take my Porche and out

It's the mob, they can't cross us out
Cross your T's, dot your I's, if they ever have to offer out
Sport a thousand dollar shoe when I'm walking out
Copycats awkward now when they tryin' mock our style

I'm dripping on these n***as like a scammers
Dripping on these n***as right on camera, that's so in sight
My man see you it's on n***a, that's green light
Beam bright, 223s a machines light

We from extreme plights
Seen nights turn into a horror scene like something out of Vietnam
To each is own when we reach for arms


[Benny]
Don't forget how special you is, cuz they left you for dead
Come back of a stretch, they expect you to beg

Playing tetris will get you a Benz, we now regret the loose ends
Be careful till them teks finally get you revenge
300 grams of fentanyl, drop a brick to attend
She in her bedroom sleep, while we weighing fish in the [?]

She missing forks out of kitchen again
2018 was fucked up so we may lose some men [?]

Got my table dirty, cleaned it up with bleach
Hot facing 20, but he not talking cheap

Trick blew trial, we down a hundred thou' on lawyer fees
Feds had a press conference, they said they cleaned us off the streets

How was that true when I'm still selling verses like capsules
She helped me count the bread, she into that too

I'm not a rap dude, no
I'm the cat who made magical crack spoons in kitchens smaller than bathrooms

Plug was getting cane by the pound, you find him out
You catch him picking change of the ground

Stack your bread, trust me, you gotta save all them thous'
You know how it end when you putting weight thous'

Real n***as winning, ain't no other way to put it
I've been locked so much, I know the staff at Central Booking
Dropped my last shit, just to see how it was looking
Came through and took it, soon as I got my foot in