Man of the Kitchen

Ayo a nigga ain't never gave me shit
But a opportunity
(Rest in peace Machine Gun Black)
That's all I needed though, real shit
Griselda (aaow)

Yup I chill, I sat patient
I just watch 'em get richer (seen that)
If everybody a killer
I guess nobody the victim (haha)
When you speakin' real shit
Griselda gotta get mentioned (huh)
We chip the rock off the
Block that hip-hop was invented
Not logic, but profit
Justify the consequence in it (okay)
Balenciaga on my collar with the
Ostrich stitched in it (woo)
We did robberies and ate lobsters
My momma's my witness as a hustler
I stayed hungrier than my competition
That's real shit
My OGs bought bricks and gave pointers to us
Then I joined 'em doin' it
Now I'm talkin' white like Joyner Lucas
This for my 28 pointer movers (my hustlers)
And for the kids who never lived how I did
But still enjoy the music
If you wonderin', see that's my choice
I do it
That and the fact I'm still the best and
Built a rep I can't afford to ruin (nah)
Now they see us and want the formula to it
Nah 'Cause you gotta play the corner before
You actually makin' corner music
East Side Buffalo
Ain't nothing but shooters here
Learned more from my mixtape than they
Did in they junior year
When the plane land, we roll up, light up
Pollute the air i went to meet a plug and
Brought my team back a souvenir
(yo we straight)
This for money I blew and should've saved
The chicks I gave my heart to
Knowin' I should've played (fuck you bitch)
To my connect if I face death I wouldn't name
(silent)
I did a bid and came back to my hood
It was the same i'm the quarterback
I'm probably the reason we took the game
And if we lost
I handled it equal and took the blame
Got some game from a old head from my block
(what he say?) he said
"Be careful 'cause them niggas 'round
You want your spot" ahhh

Uhh, huh, if everybody a killer
Who the victim then, huh?
The Butcher, nigga