Benjamins

(Yea)
(I feel in love with the benjamins)

I fell in love with the Benjamins
Got no more feelings in my heart bitch it's evident
In my bag, this drip the evidence
Only thing I got is my soul and I'm not selling it (OMG It's Feddi)
Never had to kick in no doors but I was selling shit
You know that's not how it went, I'll let you tell it then
Hottest nigga in my city go on and tell a friend
One bro got the bag off the Motorola, he tele-Bands
If the whip can't make her fuck I bet the telly can

(Shush) can't suck no dick but Kelly can
Made a movie wit that bitch all off the celly cam
Girl I know that pussy trash stop acting heaven sent
Hood lil bitch when I met her said that she was celibate
Then I pop her
Then bro nem poped her
Don't try to kick it wit me bitch this ain't soccer
Play wit me go see a doctor
(Vrommm)
I'm off that Zaza
The Stu treat me nice so when I speak to the mic I talk to it proper
It's 100 death before dishonor
Went from watching the rappers to now you can see me on your monitors
Old flame tryna be round, heart cold I ain't gon respond to her
New vibe from prospect told me I'm gonna prosper
Made her cut first and then I mocked her
I'm like talk to me proper
(She said I sound Lil Poppa)
Bitch it's 100 Feddi but shoutout to Lil Poppa
Prolly go crazy when I do a song wit him but that's when I Serge I "Block" her
(Hahaha)
(She like my dread head she said I remind her of a rasta)

I fell in love with the Benjamins
Got no more feelings in my heart bitch it's evident
Got no heart I swear meant it
You told me you hate me now you wish you ain't sent it
(I gave you that lil money now I wish I ain't lent it)
(You know that one scene in All About the Benjamins
When the guy was sneaking in and Reggie said to Gina to play dead
And she said that shit don't work
Idk but that shit just crossed my mind haha)

I fell in love with the benjamins benjamins, it's all about the benjies
(Tank empty)
Drove two hours to see her, had to leave after an hour told her I had plenty
But really I wanted to get back to the city and make more (Benjies)
Relying on this music
Niggas relying on a pension
Have you next caption be, don't put me in shit I ain't mention
Don't speak on business you ain't getting
Why I tell her mind her business she always gets in her feelings
I'm toxic those the cards I'm dealing
You see me in this G-Star, stop acting like I ain't a star
For you get blinded and lose your vision
Follow or watch, make a decision
Need a watch that's hitting
(Tick is ticking)
Let me know now is you riding or you switching
Tell me now, is you running or you pitching
I got benjies on my side I don't need no mistress

I fell in love with the Benjamins
Got no more feelings in my heart bitch it's evident
In my bag, this drip the evidence
Only thing I got is my soul and I'm not selling it
Never had to kick in no doors but I was selling shit

You know that's not how it went, I'll let you tell it then
Hottest nigga in my city go on and tell a friend
One bro got the bag off the Motorola, he tele-Bands
If the whip can't make her fuck I bet the telly can