Billy Joe - Benny the Butcher

Yeah, nigga

I don’t gotta say too much, ah

You know my track record, my reputation proceeds itself

Griselda

Everything you heard about me

Yo, Sammy told on they gave that boy immunity

They give a dope boy life, say we destroying communities

I let 'em make me out the villain, I stay

Y’all tryna do the pigs job, y’all like the boys in blue to me

I wasn’t really good at shit so selling poison suited me

Low based living, my pops avoided schooling me

So how I’m supposed to feel these hoes ain’t using me, making choices foolishly

It took a more to get through to me

Streets know I’m activated, don’t slack, I get at the paper

I’m one classic from great amongst these rappers today, but

I ain’t talked the kind of shit I’m talkin' til I had my weight up

Vino begging me to put a hundred slabs on

Laughing at my opps passing through like I catch you later, right

I’m driving fast shit like the cast from Talladega Nights

They’re comfortable on phones talkin' work on your line dangerous

I won’t sell another brick again til I learn sign language

On the first of the month I started with a fresh half

Then gave all my fiends rides to get their checks cashed

By the third of the month I still had the best glass

I served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad

On the first of the month I started with a fresh half

Then gave all my fiends rides to get their checks cashed

By the third of the month I still had the best glass

I served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad

Fuck all the critics, we did it the hard way

This for the check cashing spots on Fillmore and Broadway

I treat my city like Monopoly sitting on Park Place

The engine in the shit I’m whipping in fit for a car chase

I’m sick of all these fake bosses and temporary soldiers

I put twenty in a Toyota down in Tempe, Arizona

Rich shit, fuckin' famous hoes missionary on sofas

Thousand dollar suites on jets flying out to meet with my broker

But how it get to this?

Tell me, you ever sleep with a cobra?

And get hit with cheap work, you know the powder the soda

Damn, I count it out at half a million with my eyes closed

'Cause this year I feel like I’m '99 Hov

I’m breaking records out settin' milestones out in Hawaiian time zones

Nobody cried when they killed Al 'Po

That’s still on the phones talkin' work on your line dangerous

I won’t sell another brick again til I learn sign language

On the first of the month I started with a fresh half

Then gave all my fiends rides to get their checks cashed

By the third of the month I still had the best glass

I served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad

On the first of the month I started with a fresh half

Then gave all my fiends rides to get their checks cashed

By the third of the month I still had the best glass

I served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad