Dave East - Uncle Ric lyrics

[Intro: Dave East] This real life Change the way you look at sh*t, you know? I promise, uh (La Musica de Harry Fraud) Uh [Verse 1: Dave East] We really took a trip to see what's goin' on Back and forth with ni**as when it was goin' wrong, I'd never put that on a song (Never) Drinkin' water, thoughts of gettin' rich, I think of Porter (Porter) Really thought that I'd get rich off a dime 'fore I seen a quarter Tell me what you know about it? The lobby crowded, we in public housing The government assistin' it, every day it's some different sh*t (Every day) The cameras ain't the only witnessin', ni**as talkin' You get a job, might get a chеck, you wanna trap, might get a coffin (Yeah) When that papеr flowin', party for a month straight like Rick James (Rick James) The feds is asking 'bout him, I just know 'em by his nickname (I don't know) It wasn't for this COVID sh*t, I'd probably be at the Knicks game (Right there) On the floor next to Spike Lee and a big chain, know that Masi made it Your man a rat, my only question is how you tolerate it? I'm always gon' give back to the struggle 'cause I feel obligated ni**as ain't wanna make a change until they heard Obama say it My uncle did forty years for nothin', just got exonerated (Uncle Ric) [Bridge: Inaudible Sample & Benny the Butcher] The Butcher comin', ni**a Pablo and the Butcher, uh Yeah [Verse 2: Benny the Butcher] They tell us lies and stare in our faces (Faces) But I ain't scared, I'ma say it, ni**as took our manual, tearin' out pages (I know) Put us on lists and comparin' our greatness But I'm like Mike, I feel like ni**as couldn't ball in the era I played in Still on the pavement, the hood gon' cheer for the gangsters A miracle I made it, three albums up and six zeroes later I'm still goin' up, but what I get for doin' y'all heroes favors? (What the fu*k I get?) Nothin', the same sh*t I gave federal interrogators Y'all scared of paper, y'all run the plug on for y'all need of paper Eyes closed, I can count from the sound when I hear the paper (Damn) It's the Butcher, you know my verse a classic if Harry made it (Uh-huh) Old karma, give y'all ni**as bad luck like a mirror breakin' Heroin deals, bricks weighin', background, my lyrics playin' Just loud enough so nobody hear what they sayin' (Uh-huh) Ask your label where is your advance (Where it's at?), sittin' here on my hands (It's right here, ni**a) Y'all ni**as just trash or y'all got terrible fans, huh (Huh) [Outro: Inaudible Sample & Benny the Butcher] Pablo and the Butcher, uh