Circles

[Intro]

What I say to myself

I think you speak from the heart, Montana

Yeah!

[Verse 1]

Your close friends ain't your friends, they your enemies

Your enemies ain't killers, they pretend to be

Had an epiphany, all these rappers dissing me

Guess they mad I'm getting cheese longer than Willis Reed

My next few bars will prolly make your heart shake

I fuck your boss' wife like Scarface

He told me put him on the juggs, I said "stay calm"

'Cause that'll have us on the hook like Akon

Just like any nigga, you ain't safe dog

Especially when you a skinny nigga like Trey Songz

[Pause]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

2 Chain!

I don't give a fuck about niggas!

Uh!

[Verse 2]

It's in the pot, it's gotta be blow

This my life homie, ain't no reality show, no

You won't catch me on UPN, do be in a European whip

Just some shit to fit some groupies in

They know who he is

But it don't stop 'cause the flow hot

Went from coke on the block to cold opp

I ride with my top closed, yeah, my closed top

They just getting they feet wet, my toes dry

Ha, in these pair of Air Maxes

Moonwalking like I'm wearing Jacksons

It's Benny, but you can call me Next

I'm green all over, baby, you can call me Shrek

[Pause]

I'm just having a blast!

[Verse 2]

That crack money good if you stack money

I attract money just 'cause I act money

That yay money, known as that great money

But the feds get ahold of your bread and take money

Robbery dough gotta be cold

You gotta be broke and feel your neck gotta be froze

I'm like "Yuh, dawg!"

I gotta be, though

This like raw blood coming out of me nose

Niggas like me do like cash

But some still tryna get a clue like Fab

Shay, why I just do that to these niggas?

Why I'm doing this? Yo!

It don't make no sense, man

Yo, yo, uh

Bricks is getting purchased, dope I get it cheap

Clintons get to working, vote for Hillary

[Outro]

Nigga, it's your boy

2 Chain Benny man, ride me out, baby