Benji Hardaway

I started off with the pennies.
came up the Hardaway.
Now a Niggah got plenty.
But ain't too far away.
To touch down in the zone.
Now Check the score board.
I know I'm winning my niggah.
I'm keeping score a boy.
I'm pencil whipping Lil Niggahs.
I push the lead boy.
You try to fuck with your highness.
Off with Your head boy.
You with the Feds boy.
Then you's a dead boy.
I don't fuck with you crumbs.
I want this bread boy.
All I know is this money.
Got a bad case of amnesia.
Walking past my ex.
Act like I don't even see her.
How You act like that.
I fucked that bitch into a seizure.
She say I need to stop Trapping.
I told myself I don't need her.
She say I ain't no average bitch.
I Say I ain't one either.
I'm a dog ass Niggah.
Fresh to death Grim Reaper.
I can make you rich.
Now come and meet your maker.
Toot that ass up for me.
Throw it back salt shaker.
Say I am way too selfish.
Please don't do me no favors.
Now come and suck this dick bitch.
And get this paper.
I'm a real ass savage.
I've been Thuggin since Sega.
My trigger finger get to itching.
I am allergic to fakers.
A ride or die for the mullah.
I'm addicted to mullah.
If you ain't bye it from me.
Then say hi to my shooters.
Do a drive by in a Uber.
Now tell me who you know rudder.
See I rule with a ruler.
I'm doing numbers I'll school you.
24 a get u 4 rack$ If you capping it up.
4 rack$ a get you 48.
Okay now you coming up.
Tooth brush and a blender.
I was fluffing up.
Fuck it sell it as raw if I do fuck it up.
5 Dormans a G.
Five in the morning they geeked.
The Plugg man. heard him say.
he make more money than me.
I was a one stop shop.
I got the crack and weed.
Plus the dip and the ex.
And them zanies for cheap.
Play the hand I was dealt.
Trump Tight is a boot.
Talking 6 Summer Straight.
Escape the boys in blue.
So much ice on a Niggah.
I'm coming down with the flu.
Tech with the holes in the barrel.
look like I'm playing a flute.
I'll leave you Pepe la pew.
They can smell you from acres.
I fuck a bitch so hard.
I'm Finna wake up the neighbors.
I'm going ball like I'm Kobe.
In my hood I'm a staple.
The kitchen counter my office.
I am clamping down on the paper.
I just circle the block like the Indy 500.
From a corner stone to a fortune 500.
They thanking 2Pac Back.
Another thug Niggah coming.
All I need is a nose ring.
And thuglife on my stomach.
Brenda had her a baby.
She should've threw him away.
Because that little niggah got bigger.
Now he's a killer today.
Due to those circumstance.
you can't get in my way.
I circumcise all my bullets.
Them hollow heads at yo face.
Hey what more can I say.
I can't talk to the laws.
I got K's I got 9's I'm a dog I'm a dog.
I'm in double overtime.
That's a brick in a half.
6 quarters my last order.
Imma fuck up a bag.
Take it straight to the ave.
Throwing plays like I'm Manning.
My little brother a giant.
I guess it run threw the family.
Always in the kitchen.
I got that for my Granny.
You live comfortable like Huxtable's.
We straight Adams family.



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Writer(s): Ashleigh J Boyd
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