Top Songs By Benny the Butcher
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny the Butcher
Vocals
38 Spesh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremie Pennick
Lyrics
Justin Harrell
Lyrics
Rory William Quigley
Composer
John Moriau
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Fraud
Producer
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
La musica de Harry Fraud
[Verse 1]
Hey, yo', I took my money and stacked up grams
Don't ask me what's my backup plan
Shit, I can't say
All I know is that I can't play
And I don't need a plan B to take away energy from my plan A
Huh, before I had a fan base
I was inside of my San Fran place, prayin' it land straight
I missed the money that they can't trace
Hard to hide a million dollars when it's inside of Uncle Sam's face
Judge a man by his handshake
Every member of my squad built a bond that they can't break
I stashed work at my aunt's place
Both of my aunts rushed to find where I hid it now that's an ants race
[Verse 2]
Huh, I can't wait to get out of here
R.I.P. to my mama bear
I left the streets 'cause these **** snitchin' for free
I don't wanna be in the station for information they volunteer
Huh, so I don't care 'bout the chips you made
The money don't change your insufficient ways
Put you **** in an instant grave
Send you on a trip to hell with all of the expenses paid
Huh, prison turned men to slaves
Became a slave to his pen
Start snitchin' and was sentenced days
One brick is a beginner phase
These **** get one brick
And then they wall-sit center stage
Trust
[Verse 3]
Yo, ha
That paper won't make us friends
I'm too gangster to make amends
Hate from rappers I shape
I won't make them mistakes again
They come home after they tat-tear-drops on they face on bids
Then I help **** get a clear shot like I'm Jason Kidd
Change that I made from hustlin'
Don't take away pain and sufferin'
We treat ghosts like snipers do targets
You aim above it
[Verse 4]
Hand in that pot when that bitch start talkin'
I made a puppet
It was close
I made the most out the seconds
Then take to flushin' the pressure
That take the function on top when
You came from nothin', get crazy
Nobody close can relate, so
You can't discuss it
Can they see?
Can they tell when they stare in your face in public?
Both legs tired from chasin' numbers and facin' judges
I live that life
I hate a bitch that asks me if my jewelry real (My jewelry real?)
Don't be silly
You know we made that off the movie deal
It's the blender game
We just signed a smoothie deal (Smoothie deal)
And they paid us cash money just like Juvie deal
Written by: Jeremie Pennick, John Moriau, Justin Harrell, Rory William Quigley