tré ahmad - BENJI (feat. Matt Square)

Keep on counting up
Don't think about it
Used to like the sound of us
Don't think about it
Doubled solo cup steady drowning
Asking what's enough
I think no amount is
I count it up 'bout a couple times
Maybe 100 times
Only got time to be getting mine
Dead presidents make me feel alive
Turn a benjamin into a butterfly
Diamonds be looking like sunshine
March with the bands
Drumline
Say you love me you just love lyin'
Quick riddle me this
Why would I reminisce
Look at my wrist
See me recording myself stop trying to fit in the mix
I tried to hold on and it cost me a grip
Doritos Fritos Cheetos chips
I'll throw up this money until you get sick
Lot of things I want
Lot of things I need
Lot of things I
Hold up
Lot of things I see
When I close my eyes
It's just cotton candy dreams
I said when I close my eyes
It's just Benjamin and me yea
The commas keep calling me
The money bag's all I see
The karma keep stalking me
They watching me constantly
I just had a dream I went Blake
I'm yamming that shit if you lob to me
I pull off the lot like a chase
You would've thought it's a robbery
Fuck it then let's up the level
I need me a spaceship to cruise with the stars
Know what I mean
Crème de la crème
The top of the top
Watch your tone if you talking to me
If you breathing then that mean you're target to me
Feel like Harden whenever I pop it from three
I treat the rafters like top of the key
I treat a rap just like seventeen five
What do that mean It's a key on the beat
Open my mouth just like magic voilà
Sometimes I wish you could see what I see
Sometimes I'm dolo whenever I slide
Most of the time you can catch me with team
Last night I had me a dream where I flied
That was no regular dream
That little shit it can go ahead and slide
It don't mean nothing to me
Keep on counting up
Don't think about it
Used to like the sound of us
Don't think about it
Doubled solo cup steady drowning
Asking what's enough
I think no amount is
Keep on counting up
Don't think about it
Used to like the sound of us
Don't think about it
Doubled solo cup steady drowning
Asking what's enough
I think no amount is
Lot of things I want
Lot of things I need
Lot of things I
Hold up
Lot of things I see
When I close my eyes
It's just cotton candy dreams
I said when I close my eyes
It's just Benjamin and me yea
The commas keep calling me
The money bag's all I see
The karma keep stalking me
They watching me constantly
I just had a dream I went Blake
I'm yamming that shit if you lob to me
I pull off the lot like a chase
You would've thought it's a robbery

Written by:
Matthew Square, Tré Anderson-Davis

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