BenniB - What I Have lyrics

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BenniB - What I Have lyrics

Yeah, coming from the rain to the wind, hahah Alright, alright I'm a creature of heaven See my schedule is packed But my blunts are the fattest I barely even manage I move to the middle So I spread both ways Little mid west flave with the north wert bay I enjoy the noise, develop and destroy Just a homie who deployed To Chicago Illinois And he hungry like a hippo k**er like a black widow Strong skin armadillo Not the same, no dit do I got green in my jar, no pickle Take the rapper off the blunt And I split it down the middle I'm the riddler, where the f** is 2 face Step in gotham city with the urges to be tricky When the situation sticky And my back is in the corner Damn I am up and coming Not the former Plus I'm hardly ever sober Stay the super sonic When they move to Oklahoma Still smoking super chronic City tattered on my shoulder b**h I wear it on my sleeve I'm in the hot seat, now I got my own team Putting all of you beneath [Hook] Got my mind made up don't confuse me with the facts Cause they call it opportunity, I'm thinking that I'll pa** Tell them thank you for the offer Independent is my path Tell them labels give me power And a large amount of cash I be good with what I have Are you sure? Yeah I'm good with what I have Make the treasure from the trash Coming from the bottom where the rocks are Now I'm such a rockstar That be just a sidebar Graduates sub bar, pulling out the big guns Homie that is just a metaphor Never owned one Open up the curtains as I'm plotting my diversion I'm dealing with the burden, made me such a different person I be clever with the verses and I'm positively murking And I keep it on point Real wicked but precision Only thing that I'm regretting is my cigarette addiction It's a really bad decision, I really don't suggest it Got me rolling up the reefer tryina make myself forget it And I'm higher than some helium I gotta keep a premium Large, not a medium Obedient, but deviant A lethal combination, demonstrating no remorse Stacking power like a horse Using necessary force Putting numbers on the board Better than I was before Now my foot is in the door Now I'm riding like a sport Yeah my foot is in the door Now I'm riding like a sport [Hook] Got my mind made up don't confuse me with the facts Cause they call it opportunity, I'm thinking that I'll pa** Tell them thank you for the offer Independent is my path Tell them labels give me power And a large amount of cash I be good with what I have Are you sure? Yeah I'm good with what I have Make the treasure from the trash