BENNY THE BUTCHER

"Stash Box"

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
I told my b*tch we need to level up
We stayed together for the kids, but we really hate each other's guts
She said I wasn't getting bread enough
Then she wonder why I'm always worried about money instead of us
I think back when I was selling dust and crack
Coming back giving you stacks, you never fussed
The jealous stuff made the ghetto rough
They want me dead, I can't even get my kid from the yellow bus
Was in the spot thеn I was getting blocks
I done seen evеrything and not a deed of luck
Hundred thousand dollar car riding with thot
And I got it all from putting product in the pot
It broke my heart when they killed [?]
I can't believe the DA mention my name when this girl's on the stand
Understand, that's my lil' man
They found the n*ggas who did it, I pray they all get killed in the can

[Chorus: 38 Spesh]
This is for them n*ggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
I still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box

This is for my n*ggas bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box
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