Testo Told you so Benny The Butcher

Told you so

(Eardrummers)
I hate to say it, but, I told you so (Black Soprano Family)
I don't want to be that guy, but I told you so (Mr. Pyrex Man)
(Summertime Butch)

I'm somewhere on the rooftop building, counting from thirty
And, by the time I reach ten, watch niggas scurry
They're quiet over them streams (They're quiet, now)
Them new whips made them hound me over this cream
But these crowds is only for kings
I'm that same troubled young nigga, second guessing my future
Sixteen and a shooter, but not the same kind as Luca
I'm a product of a deadbeat father, moms was a user
Roc Nation, office with E, talking music, street shit and Puma
There's really no destination
With you driving on that Thaz perennial quest for greatness
Don't give me no explanation
Made me some dollars, then got resented for never breaking
Made me a hollow man, come and get the note, Kevin Bacon
Shopping games with my nephew
Like what's the business, what's the plan (What you want? What's up?)
You under your mother's roof now, but one day you'll be a man
One point something when I signed, you know I blew that advance (You know that)
You know I say that again, you know I stayed to the plan (Told you so)

Ah, real shit, I hate to say it, but I told you so
I told niggas I was gonna be doing this when I was broke, when I was trapping
I hate to say it, but I told you so
I don't know why I ain't believing
I hate to say it, but I told you so
You gotta, you gotta take a closer look

Yo, I made it out the trench, took the stager, traded out the bricks, faded out then it went
Black when I came up out of rich
The streets have never changed, the rules either, play around and shit
Two things I never do is hate or explain about a bitch
Ace is wild, I'm known for slinging power, laying down a strip and shaving down the list
Big AP, weighing down my wrist when it was caving down
I took the pain, who came to my defense?
Who kept their word when they made a vow to make everybody rich? (I told you so)

You can ask my Sunday school teacher, real shit
I hate to say it, but I told you so
That's my third grade teacher too i hate to say it but i told you so
Actually, hustlers on the block used to watch me walk to the school bus
I hate to say it, but I told you so
I love this shit, man
I hate to say it, but I told you so

Ah, Butchie
Perennial quest for greatness, It's a marathon, keep up
The butcher come