Spesh is Back

By 38 Spesh

On Mother & Gun

Released on August 16, 2024

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[Intro]

Yeah, know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, huh

You know, all I need is a beat, nigga, I'm activated, know what I'm sayin'?

Let's go, huh

You rap niggas is in trouble, man, I promise

Let's go

Huh, yeah

Yo, ayo


[Verse 1]

I take a L and inhale pulls

I was in jail and stood with red wolves and I felt good, huh

Y'all rep twelve hoods

Y'all niggas is traders, but y'all don't buy and sell goods

You know me, I mail goods

And make cash from glass that move fast as gazelle hooves, huh

My clientele good

Got a butler and a rose like the 2012 Bulls

I'm tryna shop and farm crops

All of our time stops, why not buy a watch and drive drops?

To the opps, I provide shots

I put a bug in your ear then use my Glock as a fly swat

I'm the guy FBI watch

They got spy cops takin' wide shots of me in the skybox

Came to his block with five flocks

Birds like to track the supply spot and we don't sell livestock, trust


[Interlude]

Know what I'm sayin'?

Niggas can't rap like that, man

Huh, huh, huh

It's the motherfuckin' trust, nigga

We in the building, nigga

We came here to take all you niggas' money

You know what I'm sayin'?

Trust, TCF to the death, nigga

Huh, huh, huh

Yeah, Spesh is back, nigga

Ayo, ayo


[Verse 2]

The car got no back and front plate, you in a trunk tank

All 'cause you wanna pump fake 'bout how you dump weight

Really, you been workin' double shifts for a month straight

But you still find time to hate on your lunch break

Heard the feds ran in some place, it was unsafe

Found the gun in his son safe by the fun place

Now the nigga sittin' in court with the dumb face

He snitch, whole shit disappear like Trump case

My guy'll shoot you, them eye pupils

Fuck a double homicide, my guys tryna get a quadruple

You waste time, but mine useful

I was taught grind frugal, that's why my net worth, they tryna google

When you get cash, they try and sue you

I was the guy who knew all the plugs since thugs was buying Fubu

Streets turned me to a crime guru

Coke rawer than dried noodles, y'all dogs miniature-sized poodles, trust