All About The Benjamins
[Intro]
[Verse 1:J.Smo]
Convoluted distributions make it past our third eye
The third try, you lost your charm
You paid the cost, but what’s the price?
Was it worth your other life?
Might have been broke, you were living right
Dreams fed to you from a screen
She’s too fat and he’s too mean
Match your reds and match your greens
Try this mauve, it looks so clean
Buy your boss a guillotine; you can live among this greed
Don’t you want it? Please succeed
80s Babies did the deeds; CIA made them the fiends
From the powder to the rocks, from the sacks up in your socks
From the money to the safe, I feel your pain if you relate
Correlate experiences, settle up the differences
[Hook: J.Smo and J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it in for the dividends
Appraisers set the price, never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
[Verse 2: DJ]
Instinct is what we think
Natural abilities to comprehend
Legislated through businessmen
Wall Street competing until highest price lands
Self-employment and free love will advance
Mass production of soul called life supports
Foreign imported destruction of empowerment
Relevance is key to success of intelligence
It’s all elementary, evidently
[Hook: J.Smo and J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it in for the dividends
Appraisers set the price, never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
[Verse 3: J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins
We all some type of businessmen
Call me Bill Gates, cause I never stack my paper thin
I’m in to win at any cost; no wonder fellas call me boss
Built this thing from sticks and stones ain’t no way I’ma take a loss
Sticks and stones may break my bones; they’ll never slow me down
I’m keep my business growing as long as I’m around
Feel the BUNKS In Ya Trunk and you know it’s going down
This empire that we’re building is the talk of the town
Towns they talk, hens they squawk
If you bad for my business, then you best just take a walk
Make it real long off a short short pier
Only your momma won’t know that you ain’t here
But if you’re going to stay I can make you disappear
This place is up in Grundy, people ain’t seen in years
So when you’re making moves, better get it on the go
I’ll sell you at a high and take you for a low
[Verse 1:J.Smo]
Convoluted distributions make it past our third eye
The third try, you lost your charm
You paid the cost, but what’s the price?
Was it worth your other life?
Might have been broke, you were living right
Dreams fed to you from a screen
She’s too fat and he’s too mean
Match your reds and match your greens
Try this mauve, it looks so clean
Buy your boss a guillotine; you can live among this greed
Don’t you want it? Please succeed
80s Babies did the deeds; CIA made them the fiends
From the powder to the rocks, from the sacks up in your socks
From the money to the safe, I feel your pain if you relate
Correlate experiences, settle up the differences
[Hook: J.Smo and J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it in for the dividends
Appraisers set the price, never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
[Verse 2: DJ]
Instinct is what we think
Natural abilities to comprehend
Legislated through businessmen
Wall Street competing until highest price lands
Self-employment and free love will advance
Mass production of soul called life supports
Foreign imported destruction of empowerment
Relevance is key to success of intelligence
It’s all elementary, evidently
[Hook: J.Smo and J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins, no matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it in for the dividends
Appraisers set the price, never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
[Verse 3: J.Gro]
It’s all about the benjamins
We all some type of businessmen
Call me Bill Gates, cause I never stack my paper thin
I’m in to win at any cost; no wonder fellas call me boss
Built this thing from sticks and stones ain’t no way I’ma take a loss
Sticks and stones may break my bones; they’ll never slow me down
I’m keep my business growing as long as I’m around
Feel the BUNKS In Ya Trunk and you know it’s going down
This empire that we’re building is the talk of the town
Towns they talk, hens they squawk
If you bad for my business, then you best just take a walk
Make it real long off a short short pier
Only your momma won’t know that you ain’t here
But if you’re going to stay I can make you disappear
This place is up in Grundy, people ain’t seen in years
So when you’re making moves, better get it on the go
I’ll sell you at a high and take you for a low