Rick Hyde, Benny The Butcher & Heem - Black Sinatra (Official Video)

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Lyrics:

Yea Uh These are the real sopranos
I was just telling the gang that
Funny thing about these niggas that
By the time they try to help you, you won’t need it
(Sopranos) uh

I told you I was set, then I showed you I was next
I ended up more successful than I told you I would get
Crack I sold if off my steps
Can’t forget the odor that it left
I made as sculpture out these big VS boulders on my neck (Sopranos)

I played the corner dead broke I was a regular nigga
Now them same niggas doubted, I’m ahead of them niggas
They ain’t gonna tell you about them times I broke bread with niggas
When they was down to their last, I gave my hand to niggas

My mama did what was necessary
Couple of Christmas’s in February, that struggle made me legendary
I’m from the corner where the profit varies
Long as your making one, how could you argue you ain’t making none
Gelato 41 (inaudible) done
You’d think these niggas was balling but they (inaudible)
I had like 3-7 bundles in my Jordan 1’s
I be trapping through the night until the morning comes (sopranos)

Father forgive me them corners made me an offer young
Cigars and rum
Kicking it with the plug like forth and one
Then we take the extra mile let the pressure build
When coke get sat on scales it sounds like wedding bells (sopranos)

I come from selling crack on the corner
One slip, and I’m back on the corner
Nigga violate the gang he a goner
I remember cutting cocaine with ammonia
Out hustling until 4 in the morning
I used to live like that, you ain’t never cooked a bid like that
Off white when that shit jump back
I’m fresh off the stove, had a kilo, fresh off the road
The insides look like diamonds and gold muh fucka

Black Sinatra Shit (yea)
It’s Black Sinatra Shit
Give it up for this Black Sinatra shit (ah)

Black Sinatra Shit
Black Sinatra Shit

It’s Black Sinatra Shit (uh)
Black Sinatra Shit
Give it up for Black Sinatra shit (uh)
It’s Black Sinatra Shit
It’s Black Sinatra Shit (Uh)