Benny the Butcher - New Streets lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - New Streets lyrics]
Yeah, that's what we're gonna do
We gon' talk about the street shit ayy, look
I don't care 'bout haters
I'm only concerned what hustlers think
But I think it's time I
Finally address this publicly
It's rubbin' me the wrong way
When these rappers speak comfortably
'Bout street life
It seem like they only givin' y'all luxuries
I sat on work when I
Was positive it would sell
You know this game come with
Way more consequences than jail
Bittersweet when you went in it deep
Gassed up a rented V
Travelin' with a key while
I'm passin' through Tennessee
Told baby girl I'd be back
She said be careful
I told baby girl I'd be strapped
That made her worry more
Street niggas live by dirty laws
I got my stripes, how you earnin' yours?
Can't let these niggas think I'm turnin' soft
It's gonna be hard to convince kids
But honestly
Losses taught me more than my wins did
It's complicated, I can't see it
Work hard to just break even
We traded that for them great
Beaches in St regis
Trust me, there's two sides, one glamorous
Other scandalous
These symptoms of abandonment
We suffer damages i was you
Not comprehendin' or understandin' it
Losses turn into pain, then
They become advantages, ah
You know that's real shit
Sometimes you gotta lose something
To gain something
There's two sides to this shit
For every nigga
For every nigga you see out here winnin'
It's a hundred niggas still in the trenches
Man don't forget about that
This shit chess, man, we makin' boss moves
You can't be making cheap mistakes, feel me?
Remember that shit be careful nigga
That's comin' from a nigga who did everything
And this the Burden of Proof, uh
We gon' talk about the street shit ayy, look
I don't care 'bout haters
I'm only concerned what hustlers think
But I think it's time I
Finally address this publicly
It's rubbin' me the wrong way
When these rappers speak comfortably
'Bout street life
It seem like they only givin' y'all luxuries
I sat on work when I
Was positive it would sell
You know this game come with
Way more consequences than jail
Bittersweet when you went in it deep
Gassed up a rented V
Travelin' with a key while
I'm passin' through Tennessee
Told baby girl I'd be back
She said be careful
I told baby girl I'd be strapped
That made her worry more
Street niggas live by dirty laws
I got my stripes, how you earnin' yours?
Can't let these niggas think I'm turnin' soft
It's gonna be hard to convince kids
But honestly
Losses taught me more than my wins did
It's complicated, I can't see it
Work hard to just break even
We traded that for them great
Beaches in St regis
Trust me, there's two sides, one glamorous
Other scandalous
These symptoms of abandonment
We suffer damages i was you
Not comprehendin' or understandin' it
Losses turn into pain, then
They become advantages, ah
You know that's real shit
Sometimes you gotta lose something
To gain something
There's two sides to this shit
For every nigga
For every nigga you see out here winnin'
It's a hundred niggas still in the trenches
Man don't forget about that
This shit chess, man, we makin' boss moves
You can't be making cheap mistakes, feel me?
Remember that shit be careful nigga
That's comin' from a nigga who did everything
And this the Burden of Proof, uh