[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Ah (Hit-Boy)
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I do this for sufferin' children and checks from government buildings
A dope boy who made a check from other than dealin'
What a good feelin' when they know you one in a million
The feds buried half of my niggas under the buildin'
Don't judge my life now, nigga, 'cause I been mad stressed
On tour with The LOX and had a project address
Before this rap shit, all my direct assets
Came from high-risk hazards, you know, Pyrex glasses
A long way to the Presi' from the Timex Classic
I got lines from a year ago that y'all just catchin'
I thought small, then I grew, got to find out it was true
Money change the people around quicker than it change you
You know what BIG said, I'm good long as the kids fed
How niggas throw dirt on your name and then beg?
Nah, we don't feel sorry for niggas, get bread
'Cause 'fore them California Kings we slept in a twin bed (Ah)
[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
What's a king to a god, nigga? I'm gon' live forever
Feet on the ground, a hundred in the ceiling (Hundred in the ceiling)
I'm the last of this breed, you won't last in these streets long
If your only hustle drug dealin' (Drug dealin')
What's a king to a god, nigga? I'm gon' live forever (Live forever)
Nigga, I'm gon' live forever (Live forever)
This for hoes that's fuckin' rich niggas, you get a Rollie too
'Cause if I'm up, bitch, we gon' shine together
Ah (Hit-Boy)
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I do this for sufferin' children and checks from government buildings
A dope boy who made a check from other than dealin'
What a good feelin' when they know you one in a million
The feds buried half of my niggas under the buildin'
Don't judge my life now, nigga, 'cause I been mad stressed
On tour with The LOX and had a project address
Before this rap shit, all my direct assets
Came from high-risk hazards, you know, Pyrex glasses
A long way to the Presi' from the Timex Classic
I got lines from a year ago that y'all just catchin'
I thought small, then I grew, got to find out it was true
Money change the people around quicker than it change you
You know what BIG said, I'm good long as the kids fed
How niggas throw dirt on your name and then beg?
Nah, we don't feel sorry for niggas, get bread
'Cause 'fore them California Kings we slept in a twin bed (Ah)
[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
What's a king to a god, nigga? I'm gon' live forever
Feet on the ground, a hundred in the ceiling (Hundred in the ceiling)
I'm the last of this breed, you won't last in these streets long
If your only hustle drug dealin' (Drug dealin')
What's a king to a god, nigga? I'm gon' live forever (Live forever)
Nigga, I'm gon' live forever (Live forever)
This for hoes that's fuckin' rich niggas, you get a Rollie too
'Cause if I'm up, bitch, we gon' shine together
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