Joe Pesci 38

(Griselda by Fashion Rebels) Yeah, uh This how shit supposed to sound This how our shit sound, yeah Y'all niggas got a lot of catchin' up to do, yo Uh, uh For the hustlers that's gettin' money, thinkin' fast in business Who stayed up by playin' smart and duckin' bad decisions I wore hand-me-downs in class, bitches laughed at niggas Now I rock designer like I'm in the fashion business I met a plug when I was broke, not to brag, I did it I broke a nine off in half and got in traffic with it This for my day one fans, niggas that been listenin' Who know these rappers not better or as consistent And when they talk about the streets, it ain't that specific So I'm a tad suspicious if it's fact or fiction, uh You ain't in the streets weighin' slabs and fishes Nigga, you just another rapper tryna have the image But don't want the scabs and stitches, shit that come with it And if you ask me, that's backwards, nigga, uh I seen too many real niggas fall to let you bitch niggas beat me But still I make this shit look easy Bitches think I'm lit 'cause they see me But I was just in the trap with a flip phone, stick, and a TV Calls from home sayin', "While you goin' through the roof It's rumors back here sayin' what who gon' do to who" Been gone for two weeks, been two more funerals They pulled up dumpin' out of the two-door Subaru It's all the same, this what we call a game When you move, it pull you back like a ball and chain We rap 'bout our real life 'cause it caused us pain And when you reach certain levels, it 'cause us change The pain subside, but the scars remain I'm one of the realest niggas, that's broad as day I'm on my Biggie "Who Shot Ya?" This for my partners still in lockup Who only call back home to tell us in a box up They killed Eric Garner just 'cause his posture But you get life if you hit a cop up How could we feel like that's not us? Our skin 'plexion the same, nigga, please don't be obnoxious I played with more keys than a locksmith It's like I'm good at everything, I got this Uh, Joe Pesci .38 He got a roach clip burnin' in the ashtray (burnin' in the ashtray) You know I'm spendin' good money, so he love me Said he down to meet me halfway (down to meet me halfway) Uh, Joe Pesci .38 My Joe Pesci .38 (Joe Pesci .38), yeah This the same gun from Goodfellas This my Joe Pesci .38 (my Joe Pesci .38)