Langfield - Benny the Butcher

It’s real shit, nigga

I’m a A1 nigga, everything about me autenthic

Uh, I came a long way, straight out the mud

From the bottom, I’m a real street nigga

Yo, sometimes a nigga feel like y’all deaf

I put my life in these songs and still feel like y’all slept

Every word I spoke in the booth, y’all know it’s the truth

It’s Benny, I’m firm as a soldier boots, spill my pain all over these loops

I know you resting, but you left me, bruh, your mom dukes especially hurt

This the shit that you try to protect us from

Having thoughts of you kept me up

I used to have dreams that the niggas that got at you would tried to wet me up

Uh, I never been the same since my brother died

On the prison phone, through the static, heard my mother cry

And I gotta call her back ‘cause people on the other line

Niggas came from busting nines and we don’t know from which side

Wait, take a minute, imagine that

When your whole crew strapped and you don’t know who to clap

Uh, niggas shook ‘cause they know how we gon' react

‘Cause when we call to see what’s popping, name answering the jacks

Was a orphan, streets adopted me, but they gave me back

Was a ‘80s baby, momma raised me, she was slanging crack

Foggy memories, okay, I’m thinking, let me take you back

I remember clear as day, when I caught a shave of crack

Had a boyfriend from Detroit, they took trips, made it back

Around that time, we used to cop the newest kicks, latest hats

Times change, fast forward, she a smoker, ain’t adapt

To the harsh ways of the game and it’s plain as that

I don’t blame her, but that’s probably why this the way I act

I just wanna stack this money, fuck these bitches, fade to black

If they ask me if I’m real, you just play ‘em that

When I die, just load up all my classics, play 'em back

Haters still in denial but the streets say I’m next

One of the hardest niggas out, at least let’s agree on that

We put the G in GxFR, Con, me, and West and diesel

Fuck being humble ‘cause we the best, uh