Lyrics Thowy's Revenge - Benny the Butcher

Thowy's Revenge

Discussing business with the gang, nigga
I be fuckin' bitches in my chain
A couple killers
I’m the fundamentals of the game
I’m up on niggas, you ain’t fuckin' with us
So enough of jumpin' in my lane
I went from hustling put me up a level nigga
Real brick talk, leave the Benz parked
I kicked her out and made the bitch walk
What you charge for a feature costs twenty
That just mean you niggas ten short
I was sick of sittin' in court, judge a white devil with a pitchfork
Used to have to call a cab 'round, now a nigga only drive imports
Respect is something I can’t earn for you
But loyalty I can return to you
'Cause you was there when there was turmoil
A nigga still can get burned for you
If I’m around I could learn from you
Or I got a genuine concern for you
Put your homie on and he turn on you
No talkin', we purge on you
This not for the camera
I fucked banister
Only a gangsta could handle her
I really trapped all night, stamina
Surviving on dutches and sandwiches
You throw a party, my shooters gon' cancel it
My label gon' cover the damages
Say I’m the best, it never go to my head
But they at my shows all chantin' it
I went and got it (I went and got it)
I did what they couldn’t and I got receipts (Look what I did, nigga)
Since 2018 I had the streets
City introduced me to the game
Doug gave me my first square
West showed me the formula
But I’ma make my own self a millionaire, it’s facts
I did this shit for y’all
City introduced me to the game
Doug gave me my first square
West showed me the formula
But I’ma make my own self a millionaire
In four years put the foundation
While these hatin' niggas sat around waiting
Tryna do what me and Al making
so ground breaking
I could let you niggas have that style, take it
I switch it up, I had a style waiting
Up a level, never downgrading
Got it locked down like a child safety lock
Back home I’m like Warren Buffet
Or MLK with
Made it out the hood with no problem
With no father and a poor mother
I was raised in a dope house
We had sticks in it like we store lumber
the store numbers
Cook a chicken like I course from her
put a fork in you
Hoes want child support from you
Rich niggas that’s Porsche lovers
In cell blocks wearing orange jumpers
I started from nothing
Uzi 'bout the only artists I fuck with
Too successful for 'em all of a sudden
They gon' blame it on all of this money
I went and got it (I went and got it)
I did what they couldn’t and I got receipts (Look what I did, nigga)
Since 2018 I had the streets
City introduced me to the game
Doug gave me my first square
West showed me the formula
But I’ma make my own self a millionaire
City introduced me to the game
Doug gave me my first square
West showed me the formula
But I’ma make my own self a millionaire