Johnny P's Caddy歌詞

[00:00.0][Intro: Benny the Butcher]
[00:03.8]Yeah, you know?
[00:06.52]Tana Talk 4, this shit mean a lot to me, know what I mean?
[00:9.25]You know this shit don't feel as good as it look (Big Griselda)
[00:11.26]I'ma keep it real with you (Black Soprano Family)
[00:13.56]I'm straight though (I'm good)
[00:16.77]This street shit made me what I am today
[00:18.94]Niggas know I worked so hard for this shit
[00:20.41]Niggas know I deserve this shit, nigga (Ah)
[00:21.91]Butcher comin' nigga
[00:23.53][Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
[00:23.79]This ain't my story 'bout rags to riches
[00:25.89]More 'bout how I master physics (Uh-huh)
[00:27.15]In the game, I used to train like Rocky, catchin' chickens (Yeah)
[00:30.26]I was nice, but they was right when they told me that rapper business
[00:33.49]I had ten bands in my stash when I passed over half a million
[00:36.42]Come easily, no good, don't be surprised I outlast these niggas
[00:39.49]It's like they put out a smash then they gon' in a flash, admit it
[00:42.76]And then they made tracks and diss us like that's gon' add up the digits (**** you doin'?)
[00:45.69]They showin' fake racks in pictures like that's gon' attract the bitches
[00:48.80]That was really me, nigga, I ain't have to acted conflicted (Nah)
[00:51.79]Only difference is I'm livin', and I would've whacked one of 'em niggas
[00:55.6]Who knew that after drug dealin', I still be casual spendin' mil' plus
[00:57.97]Annual income, so here's my manual and some
[01:01.35]And this Eastside shit still in me, my ability
[01:03.84]To turn words to imagery prolly the reason they gon' remember me (Let's go)
[01:07.35]Figure me, walk this tightrope with a feline's agility
[01:10.34]The streets did so much shit to me, I can never live civilly
[01:13.44]I can never leave the scene withouth checkin' my mirrors visually
[01:16.52]Come with that energy, cause some shit always gon' stick with me
[01:19.63]They wanna know what I brought to Griselda, I say, "Validity"
[01:22.67]They askin' what work us niggas put in, I'm like, "What didn't we?"
[01:25.79]Problems that I correct through the obstacles I progress
[01:28.87]And logical for them to feel they responsible for our success
[01:31.76]Besides Con' and West, tell me who else I gotta respect (Who else?)
[01:35.8]'Cause I'm kinda perplexed, it's 'bout time that I got my respect
[01:38.0]It's the Butcher, nigga
[01:39.33]Ah, let's go
[01:40.65][Interlude: J. Cole]
[01:42.82]Bout time that I got my respect, it's the Butcher, nigga
[01:45.64]Yeah, Cold ****in' World
[01:49.35]Griselda shit, you know what I mean (Griselda)
[01:52.51]You know what it is, nigga, when I show up
[01:58.76]I'm on ten nigga, not nine
[02:01.88][Verse 2: J. Cole]
[02:02.30]On the night I was born, the rain was pourin', God was cryin'
[02:05.42]Lightnin' struck, power outage, sparks was flyin'
[02:08.48]The real one's here, the young boy that walk with lions
[02:11.45]Around the outlines of chalk where the corpses lyin'
[02:14.66]Of course I'm tryin' to revive a sport that's dyin'
[02:17.73]But the guns and the drug balls that y'all relyin'
[02:20.85]Got these nerds thinkin' that you niggas hard as I am
[02:23.75]But that just mean I ain't as comfortable as y'all with lyin'
[02:26.89]Stretchin' the truth, no, I never stress in the booth
[02:30.5]They feel the pressure, me I feel like I just left the masseuse
[02:33.4]Effortless, how I'm skatin' on these records was proof
[02:36.18]I put your favorite rapper neck in a noose, never lettin' them loose
[02:39.73]Cold World, the heater blast through your speaker
[02:43.3]He the last of Mohicans, no weaklings last in my sneakers
[02:45.79]Nigga want me on a song, he gon' see the wrath of the reaper
[02:48.83]I'm prolly gon' go to Hell if Jesus ask for a feature
[02:51.84]I'm higher than niggas and don't need a bag full of reefer
[02:55.12]Some see the glass as empty, I see a glass full of ether
[02:57.99]Collectin' his bread in mass like he a Catholic preacher
[03:01.1]Just to count a nigga cash, you might need a calculus teacher
[03:04.30]Eureka, Einstein on the brink of the theory of relativity
[03:08.96]Really no MC equal, feel me, Cole pen be lethal
[03:11.87]Crib like an old MTV show, uh
[03:13.52]On God, the best rapper alive, headshot
[03:17.19]Now go and ask the best rappers that died
[03:19.77]They tell you he never lied, nigga
[03:21.41][Outro: J. Cole]
[03:21.93]Yeah, Tana Talk