Mr. Benji

I wasted all my time as a youngin' chasing penny proud (Trudy)
Fuck, I should've known that she would do me foul
Fucking with the same crowd (Yea)
The way them niggas living now is wild
And then god give me child (Shit)
Bank account was empty I'm filled with doubt
But my old head made a route (Ay)
Gave me the play now the pressure never get me
Shoutout to Mr. Benji

Catch him in a hoopty or a Bentley
Mr. Benji know the road Andretti
Mr. Benji used to tell me
I know you hungry tell me when you ready
We gon focus on ya plate and not ya belly
Bendicion to Mr. Benji (Bendcion)
Taught me how to get the fetti
And keep one eye on it like I'm Fetty
Mr. Benji won't forget me
Thank god I got his number in my celly
Make a call and he come bussing in like belly
You don't wanna be dead and buried
I don't think you hear me
When the lord get me cheddar flowing to the family
Till the end of Never-ary
I listen to him early
Told his wife expect big things before thirty
That only motivate me think of OG daily
I'm asking more questions that Carson Daly
Wealthy over wavy that old head change me
He still making plays for the bucks Tom Brady

And I still couldn't help chasing penny proud (Trudy)
Fuck, He tried to tell me she would do me foul
Fucking with the same crowd (Yea)
The way them niggas living now is wild
And then god give me child (Shit)
Bank account was empty I'm filled wit doubt
But my old head made a route (Ay)
Gave me the play now the pressure never get me
Shout out to Mr. Benji

He turn a nickel to a dime
Mr. Benji said he never doing time
Under pressure keep calm
Mr. Benji keep the money on his mind
Bitches tryna kill for him like Mulan
On site dot com if you try slowing up the grind
He will see ya Hiroshima drop bombs
In a drought eating well like the Mob (Oye)
Couple dollars in the tux like its prom
On god they be praying on his downfall
He took off pressing Gs on the ground floor
Can't escape the allure of breaking the law
But uncle Sam make more if I fall off that I cant afford
Mr. Benji so wavy
He know that I don't want Lacey raising my baby
He knew I had it when I stopped tryna be Jay-Z
He made Ms now they say he acting shady
I know they gon hate me

I stopped chasing penny proud (Trudy)
I never let a heffer do me foul
Fucking with the same crowd (Nah)
The way them niggas living now is wild
And then god give me child (Shit)
Bank account was empty I'm filled with doubt
But my old head made a route (Ay)



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Whiteside
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