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Benny the Butcher – Timeless ft. Lil Wayne & Big Sean

Benny The Butcher drops out another great hit & lyrics for his die hard fans and this song is titled “Timeless” ft. Lil Wayne & Big Sean.

And this music is lifted from his recently released album which is called “Burden Of Proof”.

 

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Timeless Benny lyrics

[Intro: Benny the Butcher]

Ah (Hit-Boy)

 

[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]

I do this for sufferin’ children and checks from government buildings

A dope boy who made a check from other than dealin’

What a good feelin’ when they know you one in a million

The feds buried half of my niggas under the buildin’

Don’t judge my life now, nigga, ’cause I been mad stressed

On tour with The LOX and had a project address

Before this rap shit, all my direct assets

Came from high-risk hazards, you know, Pyrex glasses

A long way to the Presi’ from the Timex Classic

I got lines from a year ago that y’all just catchin’

I thought small, then I grew, got to find out it was true

Money change the people around quicker than it change you

You know what BIG said, I’m good long as the kids fed

How niggas throw dirt on your name and then beg?

Nah, we don’t feel sorry for niggas, get bread

‘Cause ‘fore them California Kings we slept in a twin bed (Ah)

 

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]

What’s a king to a god, nigga? I’m gon’ live forever

Feet on the ground, a hundred in the ceiling (Hundred in the ceiling)

I’m the last of this breed, you won’t last in these streets long

If your only hustle drug dealin’ (Drug dealin’)

What’s a king to a god, nigga? I’m gon’ live forever (Live forever)

Nigga, I’m gon’ live forever (Live forever)

This for hoes that’s fuckin’ rich niggas, you get a Rollie too

‘Cause if I’m up, bitch, we gon’ shine together

 

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I do this for my young, more precious than the Moon is to the Sun

I got more weapons than I’ll ever need, I shoot you with each one

Talkin’ cocaine out of Medellín, my ho straight out the magazine

You drownin’ in the fire while I’m snorkelin’ in the gasoline

Steady diet of heavy drugs, roll up kush, yeah

Like Pirelli tires on Chevy trucks, but still a Goodyear

They got every eye on each one of us, well, nigga, look here

I’ll come catch your ass on career day and end your career

I got pistols I just cleaned, I been tryna get dirty with you

I got niggas on my team, they ain’t tryna swap jerseys with you

I pop and that thirty hit you, them shots from the thirty whistle

Watchin’ movies with a bitch that wouldn’t watch a commercial with you

I’m higher than everyone but Almighty

I treat the white girl like a wifey, treat her like Aphrodite

Let a goddess satisfy me while I’m rollin’ the tighty

I chop the hands off the clock, that mean I’m timeless, don’t time me, I’m forever

 

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher, Benny the Butcher & Big Sean]

What’s a king to a god, nigga? I’m gon’ live forever

Feet on the ground, a hundred in the ceiling (Hundred in the ceiling)

I’m the last of this breed, you won’t last in these streets long

If your only hustle drug dealin’ (Drug dealin’)

What’s a king to a god, nigga? I’m gon’ live forever (Live forever)

Nigga, I’m gon’ live forever (Live forever)

This for hoes that’s fuckin’ rich niggas, you get a Rollie too

‘Cause if I’m up, bitch, we gon’ shine together

 

[Verse 3: Big Sean]

I do this for the ones that’s barely survivin’

Watchin’ me, livin’ through me, so I gotta stay thrivin’, this shit a privilege, not promised

Dead honest ’cause I can’t let shit live on my conscious

To multiply, I give it my undivided, you gotta move fast, think faster

Lately, my life been a lot of losses and less laughter

To paint the picture, I can’t look the same in my before and afters

Honestly, I’m probably gon’ be booked ’til I’m on the next chapter

Signed a slave deal, now a nigga up, ownin’ my masters

Watch me turn G.O.O.D. into great

It’s first steps to everything, even takin’ leaps of faith

Swear it’s labels that’s up Bs that owe me Ms

To them, that shit is like Gs, niggas ain’t G, greed’s a disease

When you don’t have a silver spoon, you gotta eat with your hands

God walkin’ with me when I’m alone, two sets of feet in the sand

Realize you only as complete as your plan, might bleed from the hands

God body, why would I ever compare me to a man? Huh?

 

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]

What’s a king to a god, nigga? I’m

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