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benny the butcher - billy joe lyrics
billy joe lyrics
[intro]
yeah, n_gga
i don’t gotta say too much, ah
you know my track record, my, my reputation proceeds itself
griselda
everything you heard about me might be true, n_gga
real sh_t
[verse 1]
yo, sammy gravano told on bodies, they gave that boy immunity
they give a dope boy life, say we destroyin’ communities
i let ’em make me out the villain, i stay poised as putin be
y’all tryna do the pigs’ job, y’all like the boys in blue to me (that’s cops)
i wasn’t really good at sh_t so sellin’ poison suited me (dope)
low_income based livin’, my pops avoided schoolin’ me (hе did)
so how i’m ‘posed to feel? these hoеs ain’t usin’ me
makin’ choices foolishly
it took a fair case and some more to get through to me (uh_huh)
streets know i’m activated, don’t slack, i get at the paper
i’m one classic from great up amongst these rappers today
but i ain’t talked the kind of sh_t that i’m talkin’ till i had my weight up (i’m up)
vino beggin’ me to put a hundred slabs on a tractor trailer (uh)
laughin’ at my opps passin’ through like, “i’ll catch you later”, right
i’m drivin’ fast sh_t like the cast from talladega nights
[pre_chorus]
they’re comfortable on phones, talkin’ work on your line dangerous
i won’t sell another brick again ’til i learn sign language (nah)
[chorus]
on the first of the month, i started with a fresh half
then gave all my fiends rides to get they checks cashed
by the third of the month, i still had the best glass
i served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad
on the first of the month, i started with a fresh half
then gave all my fiends rides to get they checks cashed
by the third of the month, i still had the best glass
i served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad (ah)
[verse 2]
f_ck all the critics, we did it the hard way (facts)
this for the check cashin’ spots on fillmore and broadway (uh_huh)
i treat my city like monopoly, sitting on park place (park sh_t)
the engine in the sh_t i’m whippin’ in fit for a car chase, uh (skrrt)
i’m sick of all these fake bosses and temporary soldiers
i put twenty in a toyota down in tempe, arizona
rich sh_t, f_ckin’ famous hoes missionary on sofas (huh?)
thousand dollar suites on jets, flyin’ out to meet with my broker
but how it get to this? (how?) tell me, you ever sleep with a cobra? (you ever did that?)
and get hit with cheap work, you know the powder sink when it’s soda
d_mn, i counted out at half a million with my eyes closed (with my eyes closed)
’cause this year i feel like i’m ’99 hov (let’s go)
i’m breakin’ records, settin’ milestones, out in hawaiian time zones
n0body cried when they k!lled alpo (f_ck all that)
[pre_chorus]
y’all still on them phones, talkin’ work on your line dangerous
i won’t sell another brick again ’til i learn sign language
[chorus]
on the first of the month, i started with a fresh half
then gave all my fiends rides to get they checks cashed
by the third of the month, i still had the best glass
i served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad
on the first of the month, i started with a fresh half
then gave all my fiends rides to get they checks cashed
by the third of the month, i still had the best glass
i served my next door neighbor, my auntie and stepdad (mm)
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