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Benjamins II (feat. M.I.K.E. & Zane Taylor)

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Benjamins II (feat. M.I.K.E. & Zane Taylor)
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Mathieu Koontz
Mathieu Koontz
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Dashiell Taylor
Dashiell Taylor
Songwriter
Michael Hamilton
Michael Hamilton
Songwriter

Lyrics

They just wanna be like me But they can never keep it P It's so hard All I do is make money But still they wanna come for me It's so hard Look, I don't understand I'm working hard as fuck they still got this open hand Demanding me for this time and this energy I'm just here, really hoping they remember me For the person I am and not just for my personal goals I know it hurts, but sometimes those true friends turn to foes When you focusing on you, doing only you know That's how it goes; yeah, it happens just to show you've grown So keep going, I know it gets annoying Intentional hero, with it, you gotta keep destroying All the obstacles in life, find a reason to live right Even on the brightest days, doesn't mean it's always bright Look, I get it now I was feeling empty then Now I'm feeling plenty proud They just heard my latest track Ooh, I guess they listen now These are the days I told my mama I was working for Music helped me find me and what I've been searching for They just wanna be like me But they can never keep it P It's so hard All I do is make money But still they wanna come for me It's so hard Not a jungle gym, but I'm sliding down the avenue Ears on Ice Cube a nigga with a attitude Need a money play like it's money on the stage I need to clear this energy, somebody like the sage Finna put my paper on a treadmill and run it up Sliding in a big body, can't go back to Metro bus Metro booming with the dollars, yeah, my Money slap And if you ever owe me, best believe I need that Finna level up, got no time for low vibrations Listening to Nipsey, applying dedication Y'all steady clubbing, what the hell we celebrating? Going out when I can grind is procrastinating Like a brand new shoe drop, I gotta get it And like a brand new drop top, I gotta get it But when you chase the bag then the gurbs gon' follow And this is healthy game that you can swallow They just wanna be like me But they can never keep it P It's so hard All I do is make money But still they wanna come for me It's so hard Lately I feel like I've been moving away the wind blow One day with family, out of state, the next a Hollywood show I keep it glacier cold, spitting all these Evian flows And I don't even gotta flex, this shit gets pumped on its own I do a lot that I don't tell nobody Cause I know that's what makes me different, I don't need no one to listen Actions in the darkness when revealed reflect the brightest Keep it golden in the shadows, you don't need to know I'm Midas see I found my face through the wall, I ain't been taking your call I needed space when I balled, I've been replacing it all I felt like burning shit down, I ripped the wires from the walls I ripped the slats from the floor, I swear to God I need more Progression the focus, can't deal with the fumbles Can't move when it's messy, my city's a jungle Keep it humble when I slide through the streets But still the tension seems to follow me Man, shit they just wanna
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