Nicholas Craven, Benny the Butcher, Johnny Hustle - Dying lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nicholas Craven, Benny the Butcher, Johnny Hustle - Dying lyrics]
Yeah buffalo
Man, they’ve been waiting 10 years, Benny
15 years for this the Butcher
Johnny Hustle, Benny yeah, yeah yeah
As I’m sitting here with my vision blurry
That 30 shooting your face but
It ain’t Stephen Curry
I’m truly getting it out the mud
And had to realize the pain is
Gon’ last longer than love
That millimeter ain’t your safest route
I’m trying to get off the corner
Quick like a down and out
Half a gallon of the Hennessey
I sell drugs to profit and fix my remedy
Ain’t no way to question my hunger
You see this black face
I’m not acting in Tropic Thunder
I shed tears, but I didn’t wept
It seem that living through Hell won’t
Get me on Heaven’s steps
It can get ugly, believe if you talk brody
Get an arm under your neck like
Melvin when he choked Jody
My daughter’s the only reason I’m living
The hopeful get butchered
No need for the opposition i’m gone
I tried a lot, my nigga
For all my niggas in the can
For all my niggas in the ground
Look, I’m trying to see how far
The shit will take me
Realest nigga that ever did it, maybe
I grew up in the 80s, grimy 90s
You know this business crazy
Before they leave the crib, kiss the babies
Look out for your sons, they’re young
Full of adrenaline
Running through Benjamins
Not aware how smart these women is
Before they got off the porch
Yeah I was into this
Locked in the penal system making
Friends with illegal immigrants
You know what that bring, cross country trips
The work bounce and bungee flip
Right out my auntie ship
That was a big distraction
We pick up ratchets trying to get some action
If it hit him
Probably will flip him backwards
I’m living proof how this shit can happen
I swear this shit was magic
The tables turn while we was sitting at it
Man, they’ve been waiting 10 years, Benny
15 years for this the Butcher
Johnny Hustle, Benny yeah, yeah yeah
As I’m sitting here with my vision blurry
That 30 shooting your face but
It ain’t Stephen Curry
I’m truly getting it out the mud
And had to realize the pain is
Gon’ last longer than love
That millimeter ain’t your safest route
I’m trying to get off the corner
Quick like a down and out
Half a gallon of the Hennessey
I sell drugs to profit and fix my remedy
Ain’t no way to question my hunger
You see this black face
I’m not acting in Tropic Thunder
I shed tears, but I didn’t wept
It seem that living through Hell won’t
Get me on Heaven’s steps
It can get ugly, believe if you talk brody
Get an arm under your neck like
Melvin when he choked Jody
My daughter’s the only reason I’m living
The hopeful get butchered
No need for the opposition i’m gone
I tried a lot, my nigga
For all my niggas in the can
For all my niggas in the ground
Look, I’m trying to see how far
The shit will take me
Realest nigga that ever did it, maybe
I grew up in the 80s, grimy 90s
You know this business crazy
Before they leave the crib, kiss the babies
Look out for your sons, they’re young
Full of adrenaline
Running through Benjamins
Not aware how smart these women is
Before they got off the porch
Yeah I was into this
Locked in the penal system making
Friends with illegal immigrants
You know what that bring, cross country trips
The work bounce and bungee flip
Right out my auntie ship
That was a big distraction
We pick up ratchets trying to get some action
If it hit him
Probably will flip him backwards
I’m living proof how this shit can happen
I swear this shit was magic
The tables turn while we was sitting at it