Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thowy's Revenge, artist - Benny the Butcher. Date of issue: 10.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |