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johnny p’s caddy lyrics
[intro: benny the butcher]
yeah, you know?
tana talk 4, this sh_t mean a lot to me, know what i mean?
you know this sh_t don’t feel as good as it look (big griselda)
i’ma keep it real with you (black soprano family)
i’m straight, though (i’m good)
this street sh_t made me what i am today
n_ggas know i went so hard for this sh_t
i deserve this sh_t, n_gga (ah)
the butcher comin’, n_gga

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
this ain’t my story ’bout rags to riches, more ’bout how i mastered physics (uh_huh)
in the game, i used to train like rocky, catchin’ chickens (yeah)
i was nice, but they was right when they told me that rap a business
i had ten bands in my stash when i passed over half a million
come easily? no good, don’t be surprised i outlast these n_ggas
it’s like they put out a smash thеn they gone in a flash, admit it
and then thеy make tracks and diss us like that’s gon’ add up the digits (f_ck you doin’?)
they showin’ fake racks in pictures like that’s gon’ attract the b_tches
that was really me, n_gga, i ain’t have to act in conflicted (nah)
only difference is i’m livin’, and i would’ve whacked one of ’em n_ggas
who knew that after drug dealin’ i’d still be casual spending mil’ plus?
annual income, so here’s my manual and some
and this eastside sh_t still in me
my ability to turn words to imagery prolly the reason they gon’ remember me (let’s talk)
figure me, walk this tightrope with a feline’s agility
the streets did so much sh_t to me, i can never live civilly
i can never leave the scene without checkin’ my mirrors visually (mm_hmm)
come with that energy ’cause some sh_t gon’ always stick with me
they wanna know what i brought to griselda, i say, “validity”
they askin’ “what work y’all n_ggas put in?”, i’m like, “what didn’t we?”
problems that i correct through the obstacles i progress
illogical for them to feel they responsible for our success
besides con’ and west, tell me, who else i gotta respect? (who else?)
’cause i’m kinda perplexed, it’s ’bout time that i got my respect
it’s the butcher, n_gga
ah, let’s go
[interlude: j. cole]
’bout time that i got my respect, it’s the butcher, n_gga
yeah, cole f_ckin’ world
griselda sh_t, you know what i mean? (griselda)
you know what it is, n_gga, when i show up
i’m on ten, n_gga, not nine

[verse 2: j. cole]
on the night i was born, the rain was pourin’, god was cryin’
lightnin’ struck, power outage, sparks was flyin’
the real one’s here, the young boy that walk with lions
around the outlines of chalk where the corpses lyin’
of course i’m tryin’ to revive a sport that’s dyin’
but the guns and the drug bars that y’all relyin’
got these nerds thinkin’ that you n_ggas hard as i am
but that just mean i ain’t as comfortable as y’all with lyin’
stretchin’ the truth, know i never stress in the booth
they feel the pressure, me i feel like i just left the masseuse
effortless, how i’m skatin’ on these records is proof
i put your favorite rapper neck in a noose, never lettin’ them loose
cole world, the heat’ll blast through your speaker
he the last of mohicans, no weaklings last in my sneakers
n_gga want me on a song, he gon’ see the wrath of the reaper
i’m prolly gon’ go to h_ll if jesus ask for a feature
i’m higher than n_ggas and don’t need a bag full of reefer
some see the glass as empty, i see a glass full of ether
collectin’ his bread in mass like he a catholic preacher
just to count a n_gga cash, you might need a calculus teacher
eureka, einstein on the brink of the theory of relativity
really, no mc equal, feel me?
cole pen be lethal, crib like an old mtv show, uh
on god, the best rapper alive
headshot, now go and ask the best rappers that died
they’ll tell you he never lied, n_gga
[outro: j. cole]
yeah, tana talk

- benny the butcher j cole

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