Butcher Brown – Liquid Light Lyrics

Triple Trelian with the talent that’s Heaven-sent
You just mad ’cause you weak and mad irrelevant
For the goal you can call me Mr. Hell Bent
Need the dollar bill duckets just to pay the rent
When they call, tell ’em, naw, need the paper right
If you a homie, you a homie, ain’t no in between
Green and red, finna have myself a good night
Whole team fresh and clean while we on the scene
Talkin’ ’bout me but all yo’ shit is wack, though
Runway Butcher Brown finna take flight
N****, I see you flexin’ but it’s all cap, though
Lock it up, keep the squad number airtight

Will fight for the right to turn it up loud
I’m just out here tryna make my momma, daddy proud
Lil’ bro got the sketch with the insight
Gotta use every weapon for the paper, right

Money, money, money
Gotta grind with the spark if you want the milk and honey
Late nights in the park with the J got me dummy
93 without the paper, ain’t a damn thing funny
Outlandish words from countryside burbs
Take the shit then we flip it to profits absurd
RVA shit, we treacherous, homie, you heard
Mail dictionary, I be bringin’ the word

Bringin’ the heat to the speakers in the street
Got they whole head bangin’ while you movin’ your feet
Got the situation on eleven thousand
Team strong in the city while you just browsin’
Whack sucks, fuck shit something we not allowin’
Infrared 6’s fresh for the Sunday outing
Straight through the obstacls, don’t need no re-routin’
Full steam even after money start pilin’

Me never, ever, ever gonna stop
Rockin’ hip-hop, mix it up with jazz, soul and rock
And some otha shit
Songs I heard while sleepin’ on the train
Speeding through the country in France in the rain
Finna cop a new trumpet, whip and gold chain
Got that beat knock that vibrate ya whole frame
They finna see me shinin’ and they gonna know the name
Tennishu, it’s Triple Trey, the shit is insane

This is from the brain
Careful now, it’s heating up, we entering the fast lane
Here we go
Where’s the lighter? Start the show
Remember, if it’s no check, then I gotta go
Black Rob, I want the dollar bill like whoa
Don’t you know?
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