All about the Benjamin



Verse 1

Wanna rumble wit g huh

Put a bag on ya whole family



Dressed in all black like a nun

I’m on my paper chase

That’s y I’m always on the run



Bruh i really rap ion do this shit for fun

I take a #2 on you but I’m #1

I thing i learned from the streets is keep a gun

Never back down especially when it’s on on one



Don’t run like you know me

Naw you ain’t my homie

Some n***as jock my style i thought they fucked around an cloned me



Shawty you goin have show me

If you out that shit

Cuz I’m bout a bag

All about the benjamins

Bruh you got some hoes

Well send em in

She sweet wit attitude i call her cinnamon

Shit fuck it girl bring a friend

We can all go get it in



Crazy what these hoes would do when got all these Benjamin’s



Cash rules everything around me

Fuller get the money

Rain snow or sunny



Imma get bag

Cuz i remember dressings bummy

No food in fridge you can hear stomach rumbling



Hook



Yea it’s all about the Benjamin’s

Stay on ya grind

Take ya time

N***a you’ll b fine



See it’s all about a bag

I remember doin bad

All the struggles i done had



But I’m goin prevail tho

N***a I’m as rock

People’s elbow

I’m in grind mode

An i ain't never really had friends

Cuz it’s all about them Benjamin’s


{Young Chulo}

N***as ain’t giving credit but I’m still taking cash tenders
Have my pockets running deep like they sang tenor

Chubby Chulo been hungry I ain’t settle for a snickers
Phone rangin i was flipping baggies in the call center

Bar none, I’m always up one was bred different
Took crumbs and make cheese-sticks my bread different

Your energy don’t matter dealing with these physics
Well before I started rapping I knew I was gifted

I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
Rubber bands got a sixth sense it’s seeing dead people

Grinding hard sewing seeds for my sequel
Reap the fruits of my labor, from them prayers in cathedrals

Hallelujah, how he do it, made it from the city full of tools like home improvement
And I’m Tim Allen Jr

I’m only cop those, colossal p’s before the drought
I keep it Franklin everytime so you know what I’m about

Now, what y’all wanna do?
Be ballers, shot callers, me too

Freebirdz til the grave I just pray that it ain’t soon
Until that day come watch me run it up on you

Yea it’s all about the Benjamin’s

Stay on ya grind

Take ya time

N***a you’ll b fine



See it’s all about a bag

I remember doin bad

All the struggles i done had



But I’m goin prevail tho

N***a I’m as rock

People’s elbow

I’m in grind mode

An i ain't never really had friends

Cuz it’s all about them Benjamin’s