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"What If" is a track by Benny the Butcher, from the album Black Soprano Family, released 23rd July 2015. The track is 3:33 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop. Full lyrics are available below.
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Let's go It's BCMG It's Benny, nigga BSF, Black Soprano Family What up, Black? The man that I am, I accept things the way they are And sometimes, sometimes I think, I think what if? What if Puff would've got killed and Big was still livin'? What if Dame would've sold the rock and Jay really didn't? What if Hillary was Bill and Bill was Hillary Clinton? What if I ever had a mother? Think I would've ever went to prison? What if Barack was Michelle? Yeah, makin' him a broad Okay, I take it back, I just took it too far What if we lived in a black man's world? What if we lived in a black man's world? What if? Money over these niggas, that was never the issue Niggas talkin' like bitches, that was never official Momma said, "Stay in church 'cause if not, the Devil gon' get you" Two ways out, go federal or the metal gon' hit you Niggas don't feel my struggle, but I never expected them You gon' know you a gangster when you finally catch wreck with one You gon' know you a cooker when you hook up an extra one Niggas talkin' 'bout stripes, but they never collected none I popped a molly, shawty told me I was flyin' Troopers pulled me over and they told me I was flyin' I was stressin' upstate, but told the homies I was fine I said, "This my first ménage" and she told me I was lyin' Niggas was doin' shows, I was just sellin' crack Niggas was kickin' flows, I was just tellin' facts Niggas was comin' home, I was just headed back Both of my bitches slid, I never expected that They say I'm one of the greats, they tell me never give in They tell me keep goin' hard, you ain't hungry as you was then Maybe I'll listen, reluctantly construct the criticism I'm in and out the prison system, that's recidivism Put baby mama on the list just so my kids could visit I love to hear about the hood when all my friends'll visit They send me pictures of them hoppin' out them Benzes-eses I don't glorify this prison shit, dog, I'm just reminiscin' What if Osama would've prayed to Jesus? Think about it, then them bombers Wouldn't follow whatever they believe in We poppin' bottles, entertainin' divas While watchin' SportsCenter, thinkin', " What if LeBron would've stayed in Cleveland?" What if Barry Bonds never played with needles? What if the J was legal, but they fucked around and made the RICO? What if The Rock would've stayed with Sigel? What if my pops ain't love hip-hop? That nigga would've played The Beatles I'm in this for society, society tryna keep an eye on me I'm screamin', "Hip-hop, don't die on me" Real nigga, I'll be right here where you found me Knee-deep in the game 'til these motherfuckers drown me Give a nigga room, don't crowd me I spray shit, I'm on my NBA shit, I'm shootin' if they foul me Never told, that man thorough Hood rules apply in a black man's world What if Puff would've got killed and Big was still livin'? What if Dame would've sold the rock and Jay really didn't? What if Hillary was Bill and Bill was Hillary Clinton? What if I ever had a mother? Think I would've ever went to prison? What if Barack was Michelle? Yeah, makin' him a broad Okay, I take it back, I just took it too far What if we lived in a black man's world? What if we lived in a black man's world? What if? My work ethic is crazy I know a lot of people say that, but my work ethic been crazy Man, I really say that Like, I ain't a nigga who gon' say that Like, you could check my body of work And the first thing you gon' notice About me is that my work ethic is crazy You know what I'm sayin'?
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