[Chorus: Elcamino]
We used to feel like we ain't have no hope (Ain't have no hope)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
We about to do it like never before (Never before)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
Back in the day (Haa) would have sold you a O (Sold you a O)
(you gotta remind niggas)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
(I do this shit without a pen too)
Where this rap shit will take you, you never know
(I came a long way, long, long way)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope
[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
I lost a couple niggas I swear this one for the set
I made a couple dollars never switched up on my bet
Let's talk about a brick I really flipped one on my steps
Crackers hung us with ropes that's why this thick one on my neck
My hoes be in Gucci fashion I like my hoes boujee ratchet
With me while my Uzi packing but she be in movies acting
Find out where shooters at I pull up on you Google map you
I'm the one truly snapping it's my job to school these rappers
No 401k I was sticking twenty bricks like fuck it I will run for president by 2026
I got friends labelled millionaires who never sleep
And only eat at the spots that got the name of the restaurants on the silverware
These niggas can't spit like me I been through it they skim through it
Hear music and start to get influenced
These niggas just got on my wave but I been moving
The butcher is as good as anybody you name that's been proven (huh)
Them jail photos took me back
My homie used to cook me crack now my wrist is as good as his
Please don't over look these facts
My bitch sent a text, she said, "I can't believe how good we match" (Haha)
Be rich if I had a dime for everytime she took me back
I understood her struggle so the struggle understood me back
Hoes have to hustle then gonna love us after we cook this batch
Shout out to my CT niggas them boys ride with us (Yeah)
Down to the Detroit pioneers ? to Des moines Iowa (Haah)
Give me chills counting wrinkled bills my girl iron them
I bring them gift wrapped to your door if your boys buying them
The butcher nigga
We used to feel like we ain't have no hope (Ain't have no hope)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
We about to do it like never before (Never before)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
Back in the day (Haa) would have sold you a O (Sold you a O)
(you gotta remind niggas)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope (Came a long way)
(I do this shit without a pen too)
Where this rap shit will take you, you never know
(I came a long way, long, long way)
I swear I came a long way from selling dope
[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
I lost a couple niggas I swear this one for the set
I made a couple dollars never switched up on my bet
Let's talk about a brick I really flipped one on my steps
Crackers hung us with ropes that's why this thick one on my neck
My hoes be in Gucci fashion I like my hoes boujee ratchet
With me while my Uzi packing but she be in movies acting
Find out where shooters at I pull up on you Google map you
I'm the one truly snapping it's my job to school these rappers
No 401k I was sticking twenty bricks like fuck it I will run for president by 2026
I got friends labelled millionaires who never sleep
And only eat at the spots that got the name of the restaurants on the silverware
These niggas can't spit like me I been through it they skim through it
Hear music and start to get influenced
These niggas just got on my wave but I been moving
The butcher is as good as anybody you name that's been proven (huh)
Them jail photos took me back
My homie used to cook me crack now my wrist is as good as his
Please don't over look these facts
My bitch sent a text, she said, "I can't believe how good we match" (Haha)
Be rich if I had a dime for everytime she took me back
I understood her struggle so the struggle understood me back
Hoes have to hustle then gonna love us after we cook this batch
Shout out to my CT niggas them boys ride with us (Yeah)
Down to the Detroit pioneers ? to Des moines Iowa (Haah)
Give me chills counting wrinkled bills my girl iron them
I bring them gift wrapped to your door if your boys buying them
The butcher nigga
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