Benny the Butcher, DJ Drama, Hardo, Deezlee - Chaining Day lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
DJ Drama [Tyree Cinque Simmons] Philadelphia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher, DJ Drama, Hardo, Deezlee - Chaining Day lyrics]
I'm in a way different class than niggas
Way past these niggas
Old soul, I'm a classic nigga
There's a way different side of the game
Different size of the chain
Bread the lawyers for the case
You nigga still getting fooled by the masses
But enough of ya'll
I buffed it off, this Rolex no custom job
These diamonds in this watch
Was placed by god
Embrace my ARDS, prayed I saw
Face to face seen the dope heads nod
He the loudest in the club
He on top of thе table
He ain't evеn worth a dub
Better sit down nigga
I've squozed triggers
Big bag I've blown figures
Fore I link with Longway I made the MAPA
Even if I never rapped I'd still be up today
With a 100 million stacks I'd
Still be up the way
I can hand a nigga racks he'd
Still be in the way
I can give a nigga game he
Still ain't seeing it straight
Niggas hating when you ball
They wanna see you deflate
She ain't ride the whole bit
But wanna be at the gate
Grown man by my PO want me to be in the 8
And if I end up around some
Liquor then it's back to upstate
These crackers really lost their fucking mind
They gave my cousin all that fucking time
No I ain't perfect but I swear I'm trying
Cus I miss you, know your spirit flying
Wore shoes was too big
But we would share the size
Now I put on Dior chucks just to exercise
For my niggas that's still stuck in side
Way past these niggas
Old soul, I'm a classic nigga
There's a way different side of the game
Different size of the chain
Bread the lawyers for the case
You nigga still getting fooled by the masses
But enough of ya'll
I buffed it off, this Rolex no custom job
These diamonds in this watch
Was placed by god
Embrace my ARDS, prayed I saw
Face to face seen the dope heads nod
He the loudest in the club
He on top of thе table
He ain't evеn worth a dub
Better sit down nigga
I've squozed triggers
Big bag I've blown figures
Fore I link with Longway I made the MAPA
Even if I never rapped I'd still be up today
With a 100 million stacks I'd
Still be up the way
I can hand a nigga racks he'd
Still be in the way
I can give a nigga game he
Still ain't seeing it straight
Niggas hating when you ball
They wanna see you deflate
She ain't ride the whole bit
But wanna be at the gate
Grown man by my PO want me to be in the 8
And if I end up around some
Liquor then it's back to upstate
These crackers really lost their fucking mind
They gave my cousin all that fucking time
No I ain't perfect but I swear I'm trying
Cus I miss you, know your spirit flying
Wore shoes was too big
But we would share the size
Now I put on Dior chucks just to exercise
For my niggas that's still stuck in side