Big Face Benjamin (Radio Edit) ft. Primetime & Digga Lyrics

I been a Soulja in these streets you know i roll

I was running up them bands off a Powell road

Addicted to the fast life like pt and Digga

I was really tryna get it yea you know that i was

In the wind

Spin the Benz

Counting big face Benjamin's

I don't got no friends

Only friend i got is Benjamin

In the mix out the mix

I was too legit to quit

Talking to a migo bout them kilos

Tryna run this shit

Addicted to this money i think it got me feenin

Primetime fall off come on you must be dreaming

They still sleep mode oh they ain't wake yet

Been had a lunch box them haters they ain't yet

So running to the money i got my Nikes leaning

I'm scoring touchdowns off the packs call me Willie beeman

I got the verses and bars for the rap check

I got the fork on stand by for the trap check

Blrddd bum bum bum bum rep where ya from

Cooper River santee river yea we acting dum

Blrddd bum bum bum bum rep where ya from

Mulah Davinci prime time and Digga we got one

I been a Soulja in these streets you know i roll

I was running up them bands off a Powell road

Addicted to the fast life like pt and Digga

I was really tryna get it yea you know that i was

In the wind

Spin the Benz

Counting big face Benjamin's

I don't got friends

Only friend i got is Benjamin

In the mix out the mix

I was to legit to quit

Talking to a migo bout them kilos

Tryna run this shit

I'm addicted to the fast life

Addicted to this money always tryna get my bag right

I'm addicted to the hustle i ain't never had a bad night

Is he bout what he be talking bout huh you damn right

Addicted To the scams and the grams got my math right

I'm like the major league

I beat 'Em with bats since he wanna act so hard don't play with me

I hit up the God i seen Em on live and told em to make the beat

My music is better than crack in 80s the way that it shake the streets

I'm taking a piece before I'm making peace that's how it go

He hating on me cause she wanna fuck lil nigga just hide ya hoe

I f*ck on ya b*tch while you in the crib i told her to lock the door

She want me to stay but i gotta leave i tell her i got to go

I been a Soulja in these streets you know i roll

I was running up them bands off a Powell road

Addicted to the fast life like pt and Digga

I was really tryna get it yea you know that i was

In the wind

Spin the Benz

Counting big face Benjamin's

I don't got friends

Only friend i got is Benjamin

In the mix out the mix

I was to legit to quit

Talking to a migo bout them kilos

Tryna run this shit