[00:00.000] 作词 : Jeremie Pennick/Alan Maman[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jeremie Pennick/Alan Maman[00:02.306]All eyes on me, yeah[00:04.608]You know what I mean, Everybody Can't Go[00:06.600]This shit sound like some 'Pac shit[00:08.435]This for us, man, this ain't for everybody[00:10.328]Nah, I do this shit, I'll stand on that shit, man[00:10.534]East Side boys, you know what it is, Everybody Can't Go[00:13.712]Buffalo East Side though[00:15.170]Black Soprano Family, big Griselda[00:18.275]Y'all know my name, y'all watched what I did with this[00:19.685]I don't need a trophy[00:22.088]I am the trophy, I be telling niggas[00:25.239]Yo[00:26.036]There's a story behind that name when they call me the Pyrex Man[00:29.430]Like them two bricks from Doug and papis from Kazakhstan[00:32.595]I never sold meth but I know fent', a thousand yams[00:35.827]You ODin' off this shit if you bag and don't wash your hands[00:38.904]Me, teary-eyed and gullible, I lived it with a mother[00:42.182]Who struggled through addiction, I know every side to drug abuse[00:45.544]For life got these comfortable and spin a few niggas[00:48.614]Who still in they same position because our bond indestructible[00:51.771]It go both ways, auntie spent the 30 on that rock[00:54.948]And the nigga who served her owe a plug who thirsty for that now[00:57.937]The dealer who fronted that birdie, he murdered for that guap[01:01.420]That was me but now I'm currently trading currency for stocks[01:04.680]I'm Wall Street-butchering, I'm getting 30 percent off top[01:07.797]40 percent get chopped of the 30, back in the pot[01:11.156]Ask these rappers, shit I did for upstate just helped make 'em hot[01:14.330]When I invite 'em to the lab, they be scared to play what they got[01:17.994]I'm the don of all dons, YSL and Bond No. 9[01:20.758]Living proof, sign of the times that hate won't bother your grind[01:24.061]I feel like West' on "Gustavo," the cocky confidence side[01:27.191]You look a killer in their face 'cause they say that I still don't lie[01:30.538]I'm hearing rumors start to fly that we split the triangle, nah[01:33.641]Any talks of that's maniacal but y'all buy it, go wild for it[01:36.942]I'm still that same hustler, fresh out the Ps that sign on the spot[01:40.130]I guess I stepped on a few rappers on my climb to the top[01:43.405]Who sliding, invited or not, the violence won't stop[01:46.543]We on that same time and them ions go cock then them sliding doors pop[01:50.208]My niggas catch you at that light then light up your drop[01:53.346]It's like that, the last opp we racked, we united the block[01:56.495]Long roads to success, they hearts broke when I step[01:59.529]They reminiscin' of me, speakin' in morse code to connect[02:02.594]Me and my homies passport bros, pilots load up the jets[02:06.015]Golf streams landing in time zones no one expects, mm[02:09.777]Chipping on jet fuel, the flight I slept through[02:12.053]I just need a shot of tequila and Bluetooth I can connect to[02:15.707]It's disrespectful to sit these niggas next to Butch[02:18.829]So I'm shitting around these pussies just like a all-gender restroom[02:22.239]Trips to Bahamas, y'all talking shit from the comments[02:25.361]I'm somewhere off the coast smoking cartridges with my mama[02:28.473]It's Butch, I did it solid, turned visions to dollars[02:31.671]Seven-year run, three away from that ten that I promised y'all[02:35.295]On "One Way Flight," brick rawer than a Monday night[02:37.714]I always been the bigger fish, y'all skinny pimps like Money Mike[02:40.803]Still no license, running lights, I let you pick—the gun or knife[02:43.980]Chase said there's no one as nice and that nigga was ****ing right[02:47.138]So **** you twice, it's Butch[02:50.369]Big Butch[02:54.138]You know what I mean?[02:55.118]The streets still love us[02:57.018]Yeah[02:57.881]Big boys, big Griselda, Black Soprano Family[03:00.842]Argh