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The Generals Corner
Benny Banks
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Aight Benny, I'ma keep it a bean with you
You see growing up, I stayed having
A Benny Banks freestyle in rotation
And it's mad how in 2021, we're both stood here in the same studio
(Mikey Joe made this)
About to create something special for the people
Banks
Battling my demons, I don't seem to beat 'em
Kinda feel defeated, lookin' for a meanin'
Feelin' like most the people 'round me normally schemin'
I caught shorty cheatin', but, I ain't even feel it
I just let him have it, don't even be embarrassed
Collateral damage, treasures and trashes
Long as I can still hit up Eddie for a package, I'ma manage
I guess that's all that really matters
Hear no evil, see no evil, but, it lingers around
Even when you try buryin' your head in the sand
When I had money, I was spreadin' it 'round
When I was broke, they wouldn't lend me a pound
Fox and the hound
I said I'm done with the streets
All I ever did was underachieve
Now, I'm runnin' out of tricks to pull from under my sleeve
Air is free, but, I'm feelin' like I can't even breathe, it's Banks
My daughter fuckin' 'round the school and gettin' sent home
The other day, my baby mama caught my kid stoned
Ironically, I told her when I see her, she gon' get smoked
And all she said was, "Dad, I see you do it from the get-go"
Hard to accept and it's hard to believe
Sometimes the apple don't fall too far from the tree
How can I stay mad at you when the problem is me?
But, over my dead body will you grow up a sheep, it's Dad
My whole life been bun to the roach
All I ever did was hustle and smoke
But, that's all that really kept me afloat
Instead of battlin' your demons, try lettin' 'em go
Supposed to be a role model, but, instead, I'm a joke
I still talk a good game, so they gon' give me they vote
You think I want the scene back? I'm just here for the coat
These brothers ain't got a clue, it's
The return of the G.O.A.T. (It's Banks)
I don't hate nobody, so it set me free
But, I still pity these fools like I'm Mr. T
Shorty said I'm toxic like I'm Digga D
But, I ain't from the wild west like Central Cee
I'm from Islington like Patten B's
I ain't let a broken home become a shattered dream
Mr. Anti-Social, I don't chat for free
More time in the booth, less tryna pattern weed
I'm in Average Joe's if I am not a thug
That's how I work on buildin' trust, so I can rob the plug
Man, I'm tryna fund an album, ain't about the drugs
I never had a silver spoon or I'd have asked my mum
Three sixteens in, I'm feelin' stone cold
Thirty-three years of age, I'm feelin' so old
Pattin' down my pockets, I feel so broke
I'm still hopin' for the best without no hope
It's like who can I trust? Shit
I don't even trust the people I trust, it's fucked
That's another one bitin' the dust
I gotta pick myself up and still carry my nuts, it's Banks
I'm hard work tryna battle with luck
I got two fingers up, I couldn't give any fucks, I'm still
Tryna find a quick way to the top
But, fallin' back to the bottoms an impeccable drop, you know?
Feelin' like I'm runnin' on empty
Even though the rules don't break, they still bendy
I ain't really trendy, I don't rock Fendi
But, if your girlfriend want some dick, then I got plenty
World can be a cruel place to an honest man
Look around me and see nobody don't give a damn
Dirt stuck, we forever tryna wipe our hands
Hard times had me doin' fuckery to feed my fam
On some Max B shit, I'm 'bout to blow me a dub
When I was young, I used to try and sell blow in the pub
I don't really leave the house on parole, leavin' the grub
Every time my door knocks, my heartbeat goin' nuts
Literally turnin' my guts
If rap don't work, then I'll admit I'm fucked
Make sure you settle smoke before you clear any dust
Where I'm from, the ones you love will
Throw you under the bus, it's Banks
I fed people that would leave me hungry
Yeah, it's all love, but, I still feel uncomfy
And if it's fake love, then you don't need to love me, shit
Paranoia really seem to bug me
Can't tell who's who no more
Investigatin' everybody on this Cluedo board
Even my ex holla at me, I guess you got bored
It's just a shame that I don't look
At you like you know more, you know?
Had to love myself before I loved a ho
'Cause every time I loved a ho, it always ended broke
Whether that's my pockets or within my soul
After we fuck, I need to book your boat
Sometimes you gotta break the mold
You might think you cold, but, I'm feelin' froze
So I prefer it if I'm left alone
This the general's corner, I had to let you know
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