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• Artiste: Benny (Rapper)
• Titre: Who Really The King
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Yeah, who really the king? It's me, it's Spesh It's like upstate, gotta switch and crown The best to go back and forth since Kits and Styles Every time we drop, the hottest shit around Stabbed and Shot Two nigga Yeah. The Butcher comin', nigga So fuck who said what That type of disrespect, y'all make the news over In traffic with teenage shooters like AAU coaches The money stop when the custody drop Don't make it too potent Do what I told y'all on 5 to 50 and make a new whole I'm good in this game with numbers It's like we playin' Legos as kids No Cain and Abel, we more like the Chambers brothers Nah, lines on Willa Mello We ball like them famous brothers And when it's dry, we only drop shit to entertain each other And they been beggin' for the Stabbed and Shot shit Like they been beggin' for me back when I up and left for rap and got rich Then double back in a Apricot 6 then Jumped out that rockin' a quarter by my waist wearing Travis Scott kicks Dick for expensive hoes Trips for submissive hoes The game been in my clench I feel like I know Jiu-Jitsu hoes Who you gave your dope to? They runnin' off with work to rock them furs I took that work that I deserve and took my verse on Dr. Burns Don't be an easy purchase Killed for cheap, a G a person A crook. When your life get took, no reimbursin' If he live and he need the nurses, defeat the purpose So he shot him and shot him again, like he rehearsin' I don't know who sold more birds, Me or Church's Price is so young that they can't read in cursive Ds Searchin Suburbans, she was nervous But I protected more white than Secret Service It's like these lil niggas have to splurge You gon' crash and burn You only re-up with a half a bird Gettin' rich is your last concern How you late on the rent when you and your bitch got matchin' furs? That's my word Y'all have some nerves Niggas act like family but family ain't an action word Was passin' birds past the curb Now it's about takin' cash I earned, makin' it grow tax-deferred Trust