Get What I Got Lyrics

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