Stash Box Lyrics

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
I told my bitch we need to level up
We stayed together for the kids, but we really hate each other's guts
She said I wasn't getting bread enough
Then she wonder why I'm always worried about money instead of us
I think back when I was selling dust and crack
Coming back and gave you a stash, you never fussed
The jealous stuff made the ghetto rough
They want me dead, I can't even get my kid from the yellow bus
Was in thе spot then I was getting bucks
I done seen еverything and not a deed of luck
Hundred-thousand [?] riding with thot
And I got it all from putting product in the pot
It broke my heart when they killed [?]
I can't believe the DA mention my name when this girl's on the stand
Understand, that'ss my lil' man
They found the niggas who did it, I pray they all get killed in the can

[Chorus: 38 Spesh]
This is for them niggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box

This is for my niggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box
[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
I know about trap nice, nigga And what half price get ya
So much dope, I can through a baby in the trash like Brenda
[?] hold a mac like he about to blow a back pipe, nigga
All this [?] glass look like a flash light flicker
You know the outcome could've been yours, get my regards
To niggas that finish with scars 'cause they did it in loss
We can't do business if the figures is off
It's different from when you getting this off
Now name a nigga with equivalent bars
The camo print, in my head I'm hearing piano riffs
Rambo clip, in the hood with the door of the Lambo flip
And any beat I temper with, I trampled it
Niggas know, it ain't no stamp on it unless the champ on it
You know the shit was hard, I had to make a way
Get my mama a car just to make her day
We grind it out, why are they complaining
My stomach full from the steak and [?] and Ace of Spades

[Chorus: 38 Spesh]
This is for them niggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box
This is for my niggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box

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