Lyrics

[Intro: Benny Banks] Straight Uh, look [Verse 1: Benny Banks] I tell a man straight, I handle my business Middle finger to my critics (Fuck 'em) They wanna see me diminish 'Cause all of my writing prolific (Okay) I've gotta be one of the realest I get it the way that I live it It's only my all that I'm giving I ain't in no competition Benny, I play my position Pulled out a mask and he's listened I'm just a man on a mission Tryna keep food in my kitchen Take it before it was given Wouldn't say that I did if I didn't If I'm lying, they'd lock me in prison [?] decision I've been in messed up predicaments No one's pretending they innocent I ain't on keeping my feelings in, who ever said that I fell? That's ridiculous Concrete jungle, these are the sounds of the wickedness If I don't charge for a feature, it's a privilege Chick magnet, don't let me where your women is I make a lesbo curious Bada Bing, Mr. Fast and Furious I send her home with experience I make her swallow my miniatures Follow me, I'll take you to the pyramids Na I'm just kidding, just lyrics, I'm a lyricist Tell a hater to fuck their opinion Go suck a girl on her period [Hook: Benny Banks][x2] I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy Life on the line and my life in my rhymes Man I ride 'til I die for a slice of the pie A lot of time on the grind, I ain't ride with no fuckboys I ain't ride with no fuckboys Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys Them man are gay, probably fuck boys Fuckboys, I ain't ride with no fuckboys [Verse 2: Joe Black] Look, I tell a man straight, only real G's on my playlist Anything I want, I take it I came from the bottom where it's dangerous Before rap my name was popping on the pavement B & B, that's the wave, the streets have been waiting I'm in a league that they ain't in But I'd rather have P than be famous And I don't see none of these guys, pure fuckboys, fuck all these guys I could see through all their fake smiles, that's why I've got no love for these guys Stuck on the grind, grub on the line, feds tryna fuck up my vibe I don't pay no mind to a fuckboy, it's just me and my bruddas for life Me and Banks going HAM back to back on the track, it's ridiculous All this gas that these rappers be chatting on track, to be honest I ain't really hearing it Me? I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best and that's point blank period You? You'll get left on the stretcher for messing with me or my siblings There's levels to this rap stuff I heard your mixtape, it's whack bruv I didn't even like one track bruv I threw that shit straight out the cab bruv That's a waste of my time Money talks so I stay on my grind Stay in your lane 'cause I'm staying in mine Tell a fuckboy I don't pay him no mind [Hook: Benny Banks][x2]