Benzo Da Code - Get What I Got

They ain't never believe I could get what I got
But I always believed I could get what I got
(Benzo)
Man I always believed I could get what I got
Been grinding for years, was grinding my gears
It's like a broke face, got hands out on the clock how you fixin' to watch
This audio movement, maybe it's Mach
Maybe it's foolish, maybe it's not
Blowing off steam
I stick the positive train of my thinking - no way I should not
I'm really at peace, controlling the thoughts
That I oversee like we on the yachts
Through all leagues, know I can achieve
Like measuring speed - I'm miles to knots
Brightness increase, the heat from the wattage
So many degrees, could make you a doc'
Filling the sheets 'til I'm undercover
If you got the trees then maybe I cop
Solar return and I'm a machine, plus I got the "Keys" so maybe I'm Bach
Seem that my light is too bright for their optics - I see, in their sockets, a feeling of shock
Came with a voltage to show where your lost angel is like, well maybe it's Watts
I'm bringing of this all of this sauce on the low, mayne
Cheffing this shit up, bout hot as wok - can't never stop
There ain't nobody this nice if you listen to me then you're hearing the pinnacle
Marching like military branch - switch in the system is clearly political
Smoking this shouldn't be breaking a law, I feel like Allah but I'm here in the physical
God body it's a spirit reciprocal
Strong vibe what you're hearing is physical
Man I always believed I would get to the bag
400 degrees, let's turn up the heat
Came to scene in a blacked out Jag with the black queen
Blackstreet on the aux - "girl don't leave, don't go"
Cuz I'mma need a witness, when I strip this and the ego gone
Yea, they wonder why the beat's so low - it's a root thing
Turn up on 'em, I've just got to feed my soul
Where are we gon go?
Headed to a new place
Nigga want problems?
That could be arranged, like a bouquet
You could be arraigned, get detained in a suit case
You must deranged, better bolt if you sane
Sick with the mic, yea same as the flu game
Ice in the veins, yea - led to some cool days
Lui Kang, punch through like wall like I'm Kool-Aid
And they wonder how I done hopped in a new thang
Man I always believed I could get what I got
Been grinding for years, was grinding my gears
It's like a broke face, got hands out on the clock how you fixin' to watch
This audio movement, maybe it's Mach
Maybe it's foolish, maybe it's not
Blowing off steam
I stick the positive train of my thinking - no way I should not
I'm really at peace, controlling the thoughts
That I oversee like we on the yachts
Through all leagues, know I can achieve
Like measuring speed - I'm miles to knots
Brightness increase, the heat from the wattage
So many degrees, could make you a doc'
Filling the sheets 'til I'm undercover
If you got the trees then maybe I cop

Written by:
Nicholas Strickland

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