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Dave East

Benefits (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

Benefits (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Karma 3 - 2020)


(Don't come around me for benefits)
(Don't come around me for)

Don't come 'round me for benefits (Uh)
My man's said he rap, tried to play me a song, but I really wasn't feeling it (Not really)
If you my brother, been here since the gutter, I'm not on no stingy shit (My nigga)
Expecting me to put some paper behind him, he came 'round for benefits
Locked in on my target, just know if I start it, nigga, I'ma finish it
Don't come around me for benefits, from the dirt, I got a membership
Most of these niggas illiterate, they nervous, just look at 'em trembling (Brr)
I know you just tryna benefit (I know)
You kinda skinny, your friend is thick (Uh)
Empty my bitches and dub all the friendly shit, dope color cinnamon
I knew a nigga came 'round me for benefits
I put my last up, he ain't put a penny in
I had bitch from the Bronx that look Indian
I sign my name on a check worth a million
I can feel it if you come 'round for benefits
Rude as fuck, I will not be no gentlemen
I talk to God 'cause I know I'ma sin again
Soldiers around me and all of them militant (All of 'em)

Off of me you will not benefit (Nah)
I threw it up 'cause I've been a Crip (Crip)
Package the product and send it in (Send it in)
Don't matter the pistol, I get it in (Uh)
Surviving these streets, lost my innocence (Uh)
Just tryna have more cake than intimates, niggas want benefits
I really hustled out tenantless, I hated the crib I was living in (Hated it)
Everyday losing, we didn't win
Police got a list, I got picked again (Picked again)
If you went got it and got out the projects
That's fire, my nigga, just make sure your niggas win (Make sure)
You in the club, make sure your niggas in
Pussy was good, so she might just get hit again (Aye)

Benefits
They come around me for benefits (That all)
I'm tryna' stack, never been this rich (Uh)
You talk 'bout your corner, I'm bending it (Err)
We outside serving like Wimbledon (Servin')
I done lost count of my women friends
Lied to God, said I won't sin again
Keep 'em away, they can't benefit (Away)

Benefits (Benefits)
They come around me for benefits (That all)
I'm tryna' stack, never been this rich (Uh)
You talk 'bout your corner, I'm bending it (Skrrt)
We outside serving like Wimbledon (Servin')
I done lost count of my women friends
Lied to God, said I won't sin again
Keep 'em away, they can't benefit

My Unc was a smoker, he really tried to sell my Sega Genesis (True story)
I was tryna play Sonic, it's ironic he looked at me like a benefit (Benefit)
I don't remember being innocent (Nah), the homie died, we getting lit again (Lit again)
Mama stressing 'bout the rent again (Mama), I was tryna get some Timberlands
Henny had me pissy, I would bag up the Missy and Timberland, never took Ritalin (Never)
Tried to say I was crazy, but I just went and bought a Mercedes, I feel like a kid again (Six hunnid)
Get caught with a brick that's a penalty
Cuzzo call me from the pen' again (Pen' again)
Write all of this shit in my head
I might not use a pen again, stop tryna benefit (Stop)
All of that shit that you see in the movies, I'm living it
I get the rock, I'ma dribble it
My youngins shooting on some Reggie Miller shit
If it was an Audi, I did a Hilfiger fit
Fuck going to class, we 'bout to skip again (Fuck that)
Homies dying, I can't take a pic with them
Foreign shits, you probably can see me whipping it
Watch how you talk on them phones they be listening (They be listening, shh)
You said that's your shooter, he feminine (Pussy)
A murder turn up my adrenaline
We gon' leave out the same way we enter in (Same way)
I just left Elliot, this shit got my body shivering (Brr)
How you don't like me? Whenever you see me, you ask for a pic again (You ask for a pic again)
Picture me rolling, it make niggas mad, I'm counting them dividends (Count it up)
In love with these Franklins, when I wake up, I'm surrounded by Benjamin's (Blue faces)
Don't fall in love with them bitches, 'cause I know the nigga that's pimping them (I know 'em)
My plug is Dominican, I won't be late on the rent again

Why you want my life? Why not come get it with me?
Why you telling niggas I'm your brother, knowing you wanna clip me?
Why you never went hard? Why I'm the blame for all your failures?
Why you look so depressed? Shooter told me you was jealous
Why we never talk the way we did before I had this paper?
Why you went from being my main nigga to a average hater?
Life is filled with obstacles, why we gotta live here?
Why the water gotta be cold? Why all these little kids here?
For the times we ran out of liquor half my niggas spilled beer
Why the fuck is you on my line talking 'bout what I owe you?
I've known you almost a decade, now I don't want to know you
Cuzzo said, "I got some new hammers I wanted to show you"
We never stop, just shake it off, this is the shit we go through
I reminisce on times, on dime sales
Mac called me from down block
Loco just took five shots, I'm high watching Seinfeld

Finessing, sell you anything to make a profit
We finessing, they might be on our phone so change the topic
Finessing, niggas rob they own brother in my projects
No confessions, tell the cops I'm dying with this knowledge

Finessing, sell you anything to make a profit
We finessing, they might be on our phone so change the topic
Finessing, we know we don't but acting like we got it
No confessions, tell the cops I'm dying with this knowledge
No confessions, tell the cops I'm dying with this knowledge
No confessions, tell the cops I'm, tell the cops I'm

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?