[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Yeah, uh
If this don't wake the streets up, I don't know what will
It's Benny
Griselda
Uh, this my life, nigga, I'm still front line
I'm still front line, nigga
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
Yo, I put the truth on every page I jotted
I slang narcotics from the steps of my crib, my mom complained about it (For real)
I weighed my options, persuaded by the chains and watches
Only if you saved your profit, you obtain them objects (Gotta stash that)
Shoeboxes to bank deposits, and I'm thankful, honest (I'm thankful)
Uh, 'cause I'm to my city, probably what Dre to Compton (Real shit)
We started off gram coppers, now we land shoppers
Rubber bands poppin' in my Balmain pants pocket
First I opened up a trap, then I franchised it (And another one)
Taking chances with the niggas I played with in sandboxes (My day ones)
My flow street, smart, and toxic
Life of a vet, Griselda, write us a check, we get your brand profit (Spend that money)
They gon' label us the greatest regardless (Regardless)
We been through worse conditions so that made us the hardest, uh
These niggas aiming like that made us a target (Stop it)
Bag full of straps, that's like two hundred pages of charges, uh (We got big shit)
Yeah, uh
If this don't wake the streets up, I don't know what will
It's Benny
Griselda
Uh, this my life, nigga, I'm still front line
I'm still front line, nigga
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
Yo, I put the truth on every page I jotted
I slang narcotics from the steps of my crib, my mom complained about it (For real)
I weighed my options, persuaded by the chains and watches
Only if you saved your profit, you obtain them objects (Gotta stash that)
Shoeboxes to bank deposits, and I'm thankful, honest (I'm thankful)
Uh, 'cause I'm to my city, probably what Dre to Compton (Real shit)
We started off gram coppers, now we land shoppers
Rubber bands poppin' in my Balmain pants pocket
First I opened up a trap, then I franchised it (And another one)
Taking chances with the niggas I played with in sandboxes (My day ones)
My flow street, smart, and toxic
Life of a vet, Griselda, write us a check, we get your brand profit (Spend that money)
They gon' label us the greatest regardless (Regardless)
We been through worse conditions so that made us the hardest, uh
These niggas aiming like that made us a target (Stop it)
Bag full of straps, that's like two hundred pages of charges, uh (We got big shit)
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