Benny the Butcher, 38 Spesh, Emanny - Game Away lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher, 38 Spesh, Emanny - Game Away lyrics]
Try and push the game away
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
I used to stand on the block
With french braids different bank rolls
Same clothes for ten days yo Ben
They can't believe we dropped
From the sixth grade now the crib laid
And the watches is Swiss made
Everything changed my nigga
We can't complain
See I'm not gon' entertain when
These niggas speak my name
I'm hot, my best option's to keep it plain
It's not, our best option's to leave the game
Been wanted to go, but I was still neutral
The handshakes and hugs don't feel
Like they used to
I was looking for a payout
A way out the streets full of pressure
Cuz I know they only way out was me
And if I wash my hands with it
Will they still feel me?
Or will my innocence make me feel guilty
You see my hands still filthy
My plan was to build realty
I was hurt 'til them drug bills healed me
Trust!
Try and push the game away
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
Ayo, now I got money in the streets
It's boutta bring beef
And two of my cribs got hit in the same week
Spesh, I feel your pain deep
Sometimes I can't sleep
Thinkin' bout the cash I spent
On shit I ain't need yo Benny
They hate me cuz the car ain't leased
So I don't say "Hi!" to these niggas
I say peace
Now I don't stop on the block, I just beep
Knowing when I leave niggas saying fuck me
But you know the streets is full of hate
They only know how to judge
You ever ran an operation
And don't gotta budge
I left the numbers on my phone in
Case they don't got a plug
So when I walk away from 'em
They don't got a grudge
Understand we from a place where nobody love
It's a whole lot of hate
A whole lot of drugs
See we smoke by the pound
While they smoke by the dub
We each both got a snub when
We go by the club let's go trust!
Try and push the game away
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
I used to stand on the block
With french braids different bank rolls
Same clothes for ten days yo Ben
They can't believe we dropped
From the sixth grade now the crib laid
And the watches is Swiss made
Everything changed my nigga
We can't complain
See I'm not gon' entertain when
These niggas speak my name
I'm hot, my best option's to keep it plain
It's not, our best option's to leave the game
Been wanted to go, but I was still neutral
The handshakes and hugs don't feel
Like they used to
I was looking for a payout
A way out the streets full of pressure
Cuz I know they only way out was me
And if I wash my hands with it
Will they still feel me?
Or will my innocence make me feel guilty
You see my hands still filthy
My plan was to build realty
I was hurt 'til them drug bills healed me
Trust!
Try and push the game away
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
Ayo, now I got money in the streets
It's boutta bring beef
And two of my cribs got hit in the same week
Spesh, I feel your pain deep
Sometimes I can't sleep
Thinkin' bout the cash I spent
On shit I ain't need yo Benny
They hate me cuz the car ain't leased
So I don't say "Hi!" to these niggas
I say peace
Now I don't stop on the block, I just beep
Knowing when I leave niggas saying fuck me
But you know the streets is full of hate
They only know how to judge
You ever ran an operation
And don't gotta budge
I left the numbers on my phone in
Case they don't got a plug
So when I walk away from 'em
They don't got a grudge
Understand we from a place where nobody love
It's a whole lot of hate
A whole lot of drugs
See we smoke by the pound
While they smoke by the dub
We each both got a snub when
We go by the club let's go trust!
Try and push the game away
But it seems it always comes in front me
Look for better days
But it keep coming back for me
Seem everywhere I go
Same trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me