Benny the Butcher - Trade It All lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - Trade It All lyrics]
Yo
I'm a product of the block
I lived and the Pacs, nas's and BIGs
For raw, took my dough across the
George Washington Bridge
I was poor, for more shock
Had the law watchin' us live
Off of pure rock, nigga
I put a Fort Knox in my crib
I was the one they overlooked
Now a nigga overbooked
Got them haters disappointed like
When the soda overcooked
More money, more problems
Jealous niggas throwin' looks
That's why every hundred bands I make
My clip grow a foot
Sold my story to the world
So everything I afford
Came from me losin' my brother
And all the pain I absorbed
I'm down soldiers
All the members of the gang I done lost
On this road to success and, yes
It came at a cost
So don't confuse what you hear
I put these jewels in my ear
'Cause I wore the same pair of
Kicks to school for a year, nigga
I'd trade it all to get my niggas back
How real is that? 'Cause fuck it
We gon' grind together just to get it back
Ayo, life crazy
But shit gotta happen so other
Shit can happen real talk
For the niggas in my position
Take care of your daughters
No matter what they choose to do
They aware what you taught 'em
My kids took my advice 'cause
I'm fair as a father my next deal
I need a office and shares of the market
Two thousand dollar kicks
That shit I wear on your carpet
You ever fuck two best friends
That share an apartment?
If you pop out with that MAC
Is you airin' or talkin'?
'Cause whoever don't shoot first
Gon' be carryin' coffins
They put a mural of my face on
The block I sold work on
Never took the first off
Got me shoppin' in Bergdorf
Came home from school, City showed me a tool
His brother kept under the bed
Right in the room
Few years later, I married the game
I jumped the broom
I walked away with wounds
It wasn't what I assumed
These niggas don't stick to codes
These hoes don't stick to rules
I live that life
But y'all only gangster on iTunes
I'd trade it all, give the cash back
The jewels and the cars
If it make you feel I'm different from y'all
Come get the paintings off the wall
My girl Benz, plus the one in the garage
'Cause to me that material shit small when
They comin' out at my dogs
Before we learned to run, we had to crawl
My day ones right here standin' tall
So you can have it all
If it mean I get my brother back tomorrow
Shit, 'cause all I got left is the scars
I still would trade it all
I'm a product of the block
I lived and the Pacs, nas's and BIGs
For raw, took my dough across the
George Washington Bridge
I was poor, for more shock
Had the law watchin' us live
Off of pure rock, nigga
I put a Fort Knox in my crib
I was the one they overlooked
Now a nigga overbooked
Got them haters disappointed like
When the soda overcooked
More money, more problems
Jealous niggas throwin' looks
That's why every hundred bands I make
My clip grow a foot
Sold my story to the world
So everything I afford
Came from me losin' my brother
And all the pain I absorbed
I'm down soldiers
All the members of the gang I done lost
On this road to success and, yes
It came at a cost
So don't confuse what you hear
I put these jewels in my ear
'Cause I wore the same pair of
Kicks to school for a year, nigga
I'd trade it all to get my niggas back
How real is that? 'Cause fuck it
We gon' grind together just to get it back
Ayo, life crazy
But shit gotta happen so other
Shit can happen real talk
For the niggas in my position
Take care of your daughters
No matter what they choose to do
They aware what you taught 'em
My kids took my advice 'cause
I'm fair as a father my next deal
I need a office and shares of the market
Two thousand dollar kicks
That shit I wear on your carpet
You ever fuck two best friends
That share an apartment?
If you pop out with that MAC
Is you airin' or talkin'?
'Cause whoever don't shoot first
Gon' be carryin' coffins
They put a mural of my face on
The block I sold work on
Never took the first off
Got me shoppin' in Bergdorf
Came home from school, City showed me a tool
His brother kept under the bed
Right in the room
Few years later, I married the game
I jumped the broom
I walked away with wounds
It wasn't what I assumed
These niggas don't stick to codes
These hoes don't stick to rules
I live that life
But y'all only gangster on iTunes
I'd trade it all, give the cash back
The jewels and the cars
If it make you feel I'm different from y'all
Come get the paintings off the wall
My girl Benz, plus the one in the garage
'Cause to me that material shit small when
They comin' out at my dogs
Before we learned to run, we had to crawl
My day ones right here standin' tall
So you can have it all
If it mean I get my brother back tomorrow
Shit, 'cause all I got left is the scars
I still would trade it all