Songtext Langfield Benny The Butcher

Langfield

It’s real shit, nigga
I’m a A1 nigga, everything about me autenthic
Uh, I came a long way, straight out the mud
From the bottom, I’m a real street nigga

Yo, sometimes a nigga feel like y’all deaf
I put my life in these songs and still feel like y’all slept
Every word I spoke in the booth, y’all know it’s the truth
It’s Benny, I’m firm as a soldier hoops, spill my pain all over these loops
I know you resting, but you left me, bruh, your mom dukes especially hurt
This the shit that you try to protect us from
Having thoughts of you kept me up
I used to have dreams that the niggas that got at you would wet me up
Uh, I never been the same since my brother died
On the prison phone, through the static, heard my mother cry
And I gotta call her back ‘cause people on the other line
Niggas came from busting nines and we don’t know from which side
Wait, take a minute, imagine that
When your whole crew strapped and you don’t know who to clap
Uh, niggas ship ‘cause they know how we gon’ react
‘Cause when we call to see what’s popping, name answering the jacks
Was a orphan, streets adopted me, but they gave me back
Was a ‘80s baby, momma raised me, she was slanging crack
Foggy memories, okay, I’m thinking, let me take you back
I remember clear as day, when I caught a shave of crack
Had a boyfriend from Detroit, they took trips, made it back
Around that time, we used to cop the newest kicks, latest hats
Times change, fast forward, she a smoker, ain’t adapt
To the harsh ways of the game and it’s plain as that
I don’t blame her, but that’s probably why this the way I act
I just wanna stack this money, fuck these bitches, fade to black
If they ask me if I’m real, you just play ‘em that
When I die, just load up all my classics, play them back
Haters still in denial but the streets say I’m next
One of the hardest niggas out, at least let’s agree on that
We put the G in GxFR
Con, me, and West are diesel, fuck being humble ‘cause we the best