Ben Frank Bandanna

[Produced by Zay Doe]

Hook:

Red and black vans, tongue out like MJ
Bitch i’m getting cake, be yourself nigga, fuck what ya friends say
If they real friends, then you’ll be okay
Only friend you really need is ole ben frank

Same shit everyday, going insane
Time to switch it up, time to live it up
These days, ain’t shit that i can’t handle
Light a J, to the face rocking a bandanna

Verse:

I’m taking this shit, one day at a time
In they brain, i’ll succumb to pain, but i’ll say now i got some different in mind (e)

That is getting to the practice
Everyone tryna be great, but who tryna make it happen
I’m stacking every single check, all dollars and cents
Only spending on my dreams and rent

Yea the weed and lean had to dip, set me up for a world of pain
I was hendrix and cam’ron in a purple haze
Complacent, i passed on what would’ve made me change
Till i was forced to, but i am fortunate

That my spirit in tact
Never been mild in the booth, smoking the mic like black
Rolling with guys who attack, only when threatened
Nothing coming in between me and 887

Hometown kid, city low on the map like grad rates
I moved & didn’t have to go back, congratulate me
A path i had to make, i’m glad i got away
Posted at the crib, still dodged bullets and affidavits

Black and white vans, tongue out like que dogs
Man the pain running deeper than lou rawls
Still fighting, had to beat it like blue balls
Knowing i overcame feels great like new drawls

Shrooms do me better than bitch ever could
Gas stank but it smell better in a wood
Wood tip cyclone, i’m in my zone
Help my right wrongs how i write songs

Bridge:

Aye, get ya roll on
Everybody everybody get ya roll on
Huh, get ya roll on
Everybody everybody get ya roll on

Hook:

Red and black vans, tongue out like mj
Bitch i’m getting cake, be yourself nigga, fuck what ya friends say
If they real friends, then you’ll be okay
Only friend you really need is ole ben frank

Same shit everyday, going insane
Time to switch it up, time to live it up
These days, ain’t shit that i can’t handle
Light a J, to the face rocking a bandanna