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I Smoke Good - Benny the Butcher
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I Smoke Good Benny the Butcher

"I Smoke Good" by Benny the Butcher, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of resilience, street life, and the hustle. The lyrics emphasize authenticity and success despite struggles. Musically, it features hard-hitting beats and vivid storytelling, reflecting the gritty realities of urban life and resonating with fans of the genre.

I Smoke Good - Benny the Butcher
[Intro]
It's only real if the streets say it's real, nigga
Streets gotta say it's real, nigga
Buff City, Black Blood, we still here
I'm authenticated by the streets too, nigga

[Verse]
Niggas know I'm straight, good, still in the hood
Niggas ask why I ain't gone
'Cause I'm in the low, and I still fuck with that blow
Some niggas say that's why I ain't known
Do I give a fuck? (Fuck, Nah)
Who I'm gon' trust? Niggas ain't built like me (Me)
You can get a brick (Brick), a bitch, a chain, and a whip
And you still won't feel like me
'Cause I get it in (In, in), I'll be in the trap (Trap)
Niggas can't tell me shit (Shit), I was fucked up (Up)
Now I'm getting money, niggas actin' like they don't wanna sell me shit (Why?)
Tell me this, how a nigga sell these bricks?
Then ain't go to jail, he sick (Sick)
Tell he wish, they gon' have to lock a nigga up 'til the motherfuckers nail me stiff (Stiff)
Stiff to the wall
Love my money, my block, and you know I'm gon' hold that down (Down)
Got a little shooter, he don't want no money like me, he just wanna hold that pound
So I toss that to him (To him), little nigga hold that down
Niggas wanna hold my crown (Crown), spend my money (Money)
Niggas that I'm close to plottin' on the homie and you know that's foul (Word)
But I'm from the low, most niggas 'round here know (Know)
That's how shit 'round here go (Go)
I don't say shit (Shit), I just fill the car with clips
Have them goons run around this low (Word)
But you know I'm straight (Straight), good (Good)
I smoke good (Good), nigga you can ask about me (Me)
The streets 'bout to trap out me, you ain't no killers so you gon' write a rap 'bout me
But you know I'm G (G), me (Me), what it's gon' be?
You a real nigga like me, smoke that thrax (Thrax)
Rock wit' your hand on your strap, you must get it cheap like me
But you know I stay fresh, yes, I'm always dressed
For all my niggas ain't here, I'ma let one off (Off)
Bang, put it in the air, 'cause we all know the streets ain't fair
But we still here (Here), bitch nigga we still here (Word)
Touch y'alls, we kill theirs (Yeah), keep it on my waist
Thought we was paranoid back then, fuck that we still is
But you know I'm paid (Paid), tell 'em keep hatin' (Hatin')
I won't stop (Stop), tell 'em keep waitin' (Waitin')
Block's so hot (Hot) like a nigga see Satan (Satan)
Get a green light, then you know we take it
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