The Generals Corner (Benny Banks)
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Battling my demons, I don't seem to beat 'em
Kinda feel defeated, looking for a meaning
Feeling like most the people round me normally scheming
I caught shawty cheating 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 imma manage
I guess that's all that really matters
Hear no evil, see no evil but it lingers around
Even when you try burying your head in the sand
When I had money I was spreading 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 running out of tricks to pull from under my sleeve
Air's free but I'm feeling like I can't even breathe
My daughter fucking round at school and getting 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 saw 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
My whole life been bunned to the roach
All I ever did was hustle and smoke
But that's all that really kept me afloat
Instead of battling your demons, try letting 'em go
I'm supposed to be a role model but instead I'm a joke
I still talk a good game so they gon' give me their vote
You think I want the scene back? I'm just here for the cult
These brothers ain't got a clue, it's the return of the ghost
I don't hate nobody so set me free
But I still pity these fools like I'm Mr. T
Shawty 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 pie and beans
I ain't let a broken home become a shattered dream
Mister I ain't social, I don't chat for free
More time in the booth unless tryna pattern weed
I'm an average Joseph, I am not a thug
That's how I work on building 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 feeling stone cold
Thirty-three years of age, I'm feeling so old
Patting down my pockets, I feel so broke
I'm still hoping 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 biting the dust
I've gotta pick myself up and still carry my nuts
I'm hard work, tryna battle with luck
I've got two fingers up, I couldn't give any fucks
I'm still tryna find a quick way to the top
But falling back to the bottom's an impeccable drop
Feeling like I'm running on empty
Even though the rules don't break, they're still bendy
I ain't really trendy, I don't rock Fendi
But if your girlfriend wants some dick then I've got plenty
The world can be a cold place to an honest man
Look around me and see nobody don't give a damn
Dirt stuck, we're forever tryna wipe our hands
Hard times had me doing 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 park
I don't really leave the house, I'm para leaving the grub
Every time the door knocks my heartbeat's going nuts
Literally turning my guts
If rap don't work then I'll admit it, I'm fucked
Make sure you sell smoke before you clear any dust
Where I'm from the ones you love will throw you under the bus
I fed people that will 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
Paranoia really seemed to bug me
Can't tell who's who no more
Investigating everybody on this Cluedo board
Even my ex hollered at me, I guess you got bored
It's just a shame that I don't look at you like you no more
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've gotta break the mould
You might think you're cold but I'm feeling froze
So I prefer it if I'm left alone
This The General's Corner, I had to let you know