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huncho benji - giannis lyrics

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been chillin stacking bread up
know my heights will touch the ceiling
gonna take a couple with me

leave the rest, i know they’ll envy

know i gotta feed a family
i been cautious call me greedy
filled my pockets, now they need me
daddy life, my daughter eatin

ball like giannis, gotta reason
gotta couple shooters wit me
they might take your ass for treason
wrap you up, and now you bleedin

know i gotta pay my brothers
different bloods and different mothers
heard some n+ggas undercover
they be ratting on each other

that’s on god, he a b+tch
his whole clique, they all snitch
and my guys? they don’t switch
keep on grinding, til we rich

i been stickin to the code
ain’t no money, make me fold
them long nights, made me cold
but you know i’ll reach them goals

i fell off, but i’m lit
imma boss, ain’t no b+tch
run around, with my clique
with them hittas, with them sticks

traumatized by my life
no one else on my side
come find me, i won’t hide
f+ck around, you might die

ball like giannis, gotta reason
gotta couple shooters wit me
they might take your ass for treason
wrap you up, and now you bleedin

know i gotta pay my brothers
different bloods and different mothers
heard some n+ggas undercover
they be ratting on each other

know i’m riding for my brothers, ain’t no lie
i been goin thru the struggles, but it’s time
he be claiming that i’m lackin, i’m outside
bust his head, he ain’t see it, color blind
huncho on his sh+t, yeah that n+gga on the rise

them hollow tips, make em drop
when i drop, issa bop
ain’t my man, he a op
ain’t no comp, issa lock

i be staying up all night
hard to sleep, is a fight
but i know i’ll be alright
got some goals and they in sight

smokin za, take a flight
i be higher than a kite
pocket change, what i’ll buy?
new watch, different times

rubber bands, yeah they heavy
hittas rollin in them chevys
when it dirty, know they ready
crazy minded, keep it steady

ball like giannis, gotta reason
gotta couple shooters wit me
they might take your ass for treason
wrap you up, and now you bleedin

know i gotta pay my brothers
different bloods and different mothers
heard some n+ggas undercover
they be ratting on each other

- huncho benji lyrics

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