BenniB - What I Have lyrics

rate me

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

Killer 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 fuck 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

Bitch 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 pass

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 pass

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.