Me & Doug - Benny the Butcher

Turn me up some, Shay

It’s Benny

Thousand eight grams

My First Brick

Turn me up some

Ayo

They want to know why I named this joint My First Brick

'Cause when I got my first brick

Tch, I can’t even describe that feeling

That’s the feeling you’ll never feel again, man

It’s like your first Benz, your first bad bitch, nigga

Your first ten stacks

Shoutout to the whole Trust

Shoutout to the whole, whole Black Sopranos

All for the fame, we bought cars in a chain

It’s all fun and games 'til your dog run your name

See they don’t want to talk about the scars and the pain

But they’ll tell you anything to keep y’all entertained

How you a boss and never took a loss in the game?

It’s funny though 'cause sometimes your loss is a gain

Never told nothing, never coughed up a name

Got my paperwork on the wall in the frame

Got my GED behind bars in a cage

Almost cried when I seen crossing the stage

When I was that age, I was lost in a daze

They said it was nothing wrong, it was all just a phase

I was whipping raw, flipping hard, getting paid

The plug hit me with a bomb like he tossed a grenade

Same thing make you smile be the cause of your pain

As a man, all you got is your balls and your name

She want to take a trip, lay up all in the shade

First ride with this half a brick of raw on the train

Blowin' money fast, it was gone 'fore it came

Don’t forget to stash when it rain

The shit got real, my dogs didn’t change

When you go broke, I doubt that these broads is the same

Regardless of fame, my squad’s still the same

We say it’s a family but they call it a gang

Is it 'cause my clique be moving with clips and shooters

401K, none of my chicks is boosters

Penthouse suites, the rooms come with mezuzahs

Versace kicks, the shoes come with Medusas

It’s Benny, nigga, everything I spit exclusive

And I don’t buy guns unless extra clips included

Before we got lit and took trips to Houston

Had a bed in the fed correctional institution

Thinking like, «when they plan on sending me home?»

Eating in the same mess hall as Emory Jones

I give you game, don’t tell it 'cause it’s meant to be sold

They already know me when I bump into these hoes

I think these young niggas got penitentiary goals

He 19, but when he finish up his sentence, he old

I’m from the city where the bullets hitting innocent souls

Niggas will rob their own momma to see Benjamins fold

Still out the Garden of Eden just to sit in the road

Bitches still thinking everything that glitter is gold

What you know about being thrown out into the cold

Then get the crib with no key, you had to enter a code

Never heard of me?

Shit, you probably live in a hole

Real niggas never worry 'bout getting exposed

Got my first brick and my first lick was a zone

My second joint, the only problem was getting it home

Me &Doug

Yeah

My First Brick