The Blue Building

[Intro: Benny The Butcher] Summertime Butch' Ayo, it's still a lot to unpack (These are the real Sopranos) Don't tell me y'all think y'all know everythin' about me already Let's start right here though [Verse 1: Benny The Butcher] Us bein' the black sheep of the family I took the burdens my mother carried Only visited once to where my brother buried Ain't no surprise all my talents was culinary They say the sample don't fall too far from the beat Like, you know the apple don't fall too far from the tree How would I know? My biological pops, we ain't meet That puzzled me, nah, 'cause literally, I was the missin' piece Walkin' up the block to see my older partners kick it And then I would be influenced after watchin' niggas So influenced that I'd seen the movie, and even though he died I still wanted to be Cane after watchin' "Menace" When it's in your veins, who can you blame? It's strange They askin' me my goals and I'm runnin' out of shit to name I just feel like after the Lord bless you And you make it out in one piece, anythin' else is extra The feds wanna check a possession charge on my record 'Cause outside of music, I made a killin' like Phil Spector If pressure make diamonds, well, guess I'm a watch collector Who the fuck I'm kiddin'? I'm really a watch collector, ah [Chorus: Amber Simone & Benny The Butcher] Lord knows I got a fight in me Now all these blessings fallin' down on me Got a problem, take it up with the team What don't concern them don't concern me My biggest haters say they proud of me Tried to lock me out, I found the key I'm the blueprint, now they followin' me The mob is mobbin' deep, that's all that I need, and oh (Ah) [Verse 2: Benny The Butcher] You know the money won't ever compare to love I still keep a stick and pair of gloves, like I'm Aaron Judge I know y'all thought I was finished after they shot me My rise since been godly, guess God rinsed my body in gold Trolls tell me I got dissed by Cole on my record I'm like "Is y'all slow?" That's my nigga We havin' hour-long conversations from home I'm pickin' his brain on my way to the throne I ain't no dumb nigga I ain't get here focusin' on figures alone I played more of the distributor role He told me, "Butch', if you see yourself winnin', you got a vision to throw" I'm doin' freestyles, spittin' in cold, that's real shit I went to Switzerland, Rolex shoppin' Fucked around and bought a Hublot, you know life's funny like that We say Sopranos, 'cause we really mean the mob And besides all that family shit, I'm really gettin' money like that Butch [Chorus: Amber Simone] Lord knows I got a fight in me Now all these blessings fallin' down on me Got a problem, take it up with the team What don't concern them don't concern me My biggest haters say they proud of me Tried to lock me out, I found the key I'm the blueprint, now they followin' me The mob is mobbin' deep, that's all that I need, and oh [Outro] Summertime Butch'