Letra de ' Money Counter (feat. 38 Spesh) ' de Benny The Butcher

And we just do it naturally, we never like really plan
Just like yo bruh, you know, I got this line
He's like aight, aight, I got this line (hundred percent)
And before you know, we got a whole record, you know what I'm sayin'?
It was never like playing the first bit to go back and forth
But naturally we come up with that shit
We turn into one motherfucker when we go in there

Huh, when I was young, moms made us read Psalms and Proverbs
Now I only say a prayer 'fore I buy birds
I was right out after time served
Steady hand while that nine stir, most hustlers got calm nerves
These niggas follow me like wise words
I gave bags with strings attached like dry herbs (ah)
Shootouts entertainment and crime merged
It's hard to describe terms, I can't explain it with kind words
And I'm a monster, the apex type
Spend five of your paychecks with a AMEX swipe
Bitches ain't shit, so I live a safe sex life
My next kid, I'm gonna get a DNA test twice, huh
Uh, I only talk in body language, y'all's be verbal
A boss can read the room like the Wall Street Journal
All I needed was a small referral
Now I got a doomsday two million cash burried stashed in a four-feet barrel

Where the hunters? Round them up
We ran through this town enough
Tell the hood I'm comin' back
Plug that money counter up
I was down, but now I'm up
Was just a diamond in the rough
You know grindin' is a must
Let's plug that money counter up

Yeah, now if you see me with a bitch, then this my newest one
And she don't get shit, but dick and chewin' gum
If I put a flame to it, it melt quick as aluminum
You trip and land on a brick, you wouldn't know what to do with one
Huh, and y'all know what my music done
Help him navigate through the slum, show him how to get to and from
Huh, 'cause I was on the foolish run
And realized a Black lawyer is just as good as the Jewish one
Uh, and the jealous friend is a foolish one
In prison for months, settled in like a monk, a Buddhist one
He moved tongues, but dude was dumb
Went from pies to a crumb, you can't give shit to a bum
They should have cut off Judas' tongue
No keys or combinations to the safe, gotta use a thumb
So much work in that motel, we buyin' out the floors
And if the trunk ain't big enough, then we gonna hollow out the doors, ah

Where the hunters? Round them up
We ran through this town enough
Tell the hood I'm comin' back
Plug that money counter up
I was down, but now I'm up
Was just a diamond in the rough
You know grindin' is a must
Let's plug that money counter up