Burden Of Proof

Ah

Butcher comin', ****

Hit-Boy

Ah, yeah

I'm back, ****

Yeah, I'm back, ****

Fuck **** is talkin' 'bout?

Fuck all that "Who the best" shit

This and that

Y'all know what the fuck it is with me

Ah

The Butcher comin', ****

Yo, last year was 'bout brandin', this one about expandin'

Caught a flight to Cali, made twenty 'fore I landed

This rap shit easy, tell the truth, I can't stand it

If I ain't have these Fs, I'd put a brick in transit

Ask about me, all I did was get advice from **** who sellin' white

Threw the money on the table before the plug set the price

I was eager, ain't no tomorrows, I could be dead tonight

I was seasoned like patent leather, Jordan 11 Mike

I need a trunk full of cash, my foot stuck to the gas

That's a buck in the stash, doin' a buck and a half

I hung with hustlers, guys who sold hundreds of bags

They front you so many onions that it come with a jag

The life of **** who live it, the price for **** who did it

Hoes fall in love when you look like a **** who get it

I know how it feel when they don't like that you did it different

'Cause they dickridin' trends just like them **** you mimic (Yeah)

I was young in my prison phases, how you know you really gangster

Jail cells while I learned decision makin'

Fifty grand in the 'frigerator, living room, killers waitin'

Plastic on the floor like we renovatin'

This not for kids so you gotta excuse it

Yeah, I don't spend enough on guns, but a lot with the jeweler

I spent a bunch on guns in the lot with the jeweler

Then bought a crib for my bitch and gave a block to my shooters

Who you know that tote Glocks and sold rocks to abusers?

That did record breakin' numbers, broke locks for the movement

That was me, with no pops, my coke spots was exclusive

Walk around with this froze watch 'cause no opps wanna do it

Let's go, ****

Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?

Eastside Buffalo shit, ****

Montana shit

1300 shit

Free all my ****, free my **** Ceas'

Free my **** Duffle Bag

Free my cousin Dat

You know how we do this shit

Big Griselda, big BSF, ****

My **** Hit-Boy on the track, ****

We smokin' shit, ****

Huh, fuck ****

(Griselda, Griselda, Griselda)