Never Fail lyrics

by

Morray & Benny The Butcher


[Intro: Morray]
Yeah, yeah
(808 Mafia)

[Chorus: Morray]
I had some n*ggas, that said I wouldn't make it
My n*gga, they said I would fall off
f*ck a b*tch n*gga and his opinion
Safe sex but I'm raw, dawg
I'ma just count up the millions, it's touchin' the ceiling
I love how it fall, dawg
You get one shot to make an impression
Or you blow it like a sawed-off
Don't you blow it like a sawed-off
I'ma blow up like it's takeoff
Can't nobody f*ckin' stop me, I'm the one, gonna win the race, dawg
If you ever take a shot, better hit, I ain't one for the chase, dawg
Treat a n*gga like a scab, do a n*gga bad, get a pus*y scraped off

[Verse 1: Morray]
Bottom feeder, now your b*tch at the top, havin' bottom meetings
Don't you ask where she at, I'm about to meet her
I get money to f*ck, I don't gotta eat her
I was bummy as f*ck, now it's Prada season
Hide the fact that I'm nervous, don't gotta see it
You ain't got a pus*y, I ain't gotta eat it
Don't you ask me for sh*t, I don't got it, beat it, know I'm lyin'
I just hit the gas, I never pace it with you n*ggas
Hit up Benny, it's a butcher, wear an apron on you n*ggas
Turn 'em Ashton, hold the Kutcher, I ain't playin' with you n*ggas
It won't be no f*ckin' prank if I pull up with the killers
Comin' up two is no option
I get respect 'cause they know that I'm poppin'
These n*ggas tough for the camera, they vloggin'
Aim with the Ruger, I'm solvin' they problems
Diamonds so bright they be up where the stars be
Change up the swag, you can't say that I copy
Deal with the pressure, I'm better no probably
Green light, b*tch, you never can stop me
Batman, they can never come rob me
Dead body, have 'em laid where the flies be
Headshot, turn his ass to a zombie
Thumb sucker, send his ass to his mommy
Nothin' but killers and gangsters around me
Pool full of blood, I will have your ass drownin'
He goin' back to wherever you found him
Me and my n*ggas gon' f*ckin' surround 'em
[Chorus: Morray & Benny The Butcher]
I had some n*ggas, that said I wouldn't make it
My n*gga, they said I would fall off
f*ck a b*tch n*gga and his opinion
Safe sex but I'm raw, dawg
I'ma just count up the millions, it's touchin' the ceiling
I love how it fall, dawg
You get one shot to make an impression
Or you blow it like a sawed-off
Don't you blow it like a sawed-off
I'ma blow up like it's takeoff (Yeah)
Can't nobody f*ckin' stop me (The Butcher comin', n*gga), I'm the one, gonna win the race, dawg
If you ever take a shot (Grrr), better hit, I ain't one for the chase, dawg
Treat a n*gga like a scab, do a n*gga bad, get a pus*y scraped off

[Verse 2: Benny The Butcher]
Street money, I'm in love with that
Bricks still come bubble wrapped
Movin' money through accounts, I send a hunnid stacks through a double tap
Runnin' laps round these other cats, I'm a street n*gga, that's another fact
Had some homies, had to cut 'em back
But I heard bein' famous come with that (For real)
Twenty bands, that's another bracelet, I'm just startin' to have fun with rap
Ten bands to get her stomach snatched, now it look better when she f*ck me back (Hahaha)
Dressed just like a dope boy, cash like an NFL running back
Hop out in all Dior sh*t, when I pull up in the "what the f*ck is that"?
Talk money, then we listenin', yup
All the trap n*ggas listen to us
Ride around with the Blick' in the trunk
I'm too famous to pick up the chuck
Missed Fashion Week this month (I did)
I was in the hood, I can't front though
I was in the trenches flyer than the n*ggas that was sittin' in the front row
n*ggas hatin' on this money, huh?
I ain't never had this much smoke
I ain't never had this many opps
'Cause I ain't never had this much dope
Y'all buyin' hoes sh*t y'all ain't got
Those hoes I could f*ck broke (n*gga)
Still a Eastside cutthroat
In every hood I get the utmost, ah
[Chorus: Morray]
I had some n*ggas, that said I wouldn't make it
My n*gga, they said I would fall off
f*ck a b*tch n*gga and his opinion
Safe sex but I'm raw, dawg
I'ma just count up the millions, it's touchin' the ceiling
I love how it fall, dawg
You get one shot to make an impression
Or you blow it like a sawed-off
Don't you blow it like a sawed-off
I'ma blow up like it's takeoff
Can't nobody f*ckin' stop me, I'm the one, gonna win the race, dawg
If you ever take a shot, better hit, I ain't one for the chase, dawg
Treat a n*gga like a scab, do a n*gga bad, get a pus*y scraped off
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