Where Would I Go
Benny the Butcher Lyrics
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Where would I go?
You know real (where would I go?)
Real big boss shit (where would I go?)
Distinguished gentleman shit
Real street nigga shit, yo
Jumped in the game feet first and I paid for my actions
And all I knew was chase paper in a dangerous fashion
Them boxes came to my crib with my name on a package
Mama, I made it, rose petals and gold Chevelles
Ask the team, we all cop gold bezels at those levels
It's on my wrist and as well as my hip, it's cold metal
This kinda game only run through your veins and your bone marrow
It cost me, they tell me, "Be humble", they think I'm flossin'
Shit, I probably am, I got this out the concrete
I stood in front of buildings, sold dope brown as coffee
Wearin' Barkleys, I just parked the 740 by a palm tree (that's real shit)
Stuck to the plan from out the sand, get rich and share it
When you a dope boy, this the life that your bitch inherit
She wanna fuck me on a yacht and take a trip to Paris
I buy her expensive shit and she forget to wear it
Big dough when you thought of my block
I bought a brand new pistol when I thought of the opps
I had the money on the roll 'fore the water got hot
And I still remember who owe, case y'all thought I forgot
The Butcher comin', nigga
It's the biggest (where would I go?)
Niggas desire to fit in, I was invited (where would I go?)
Pistol whipped a few niggas, he got indicted (where would I go?)
When you face a few years, it's time to fight it
I shook the prosecutor right back, Johnny Unitas
Perry Mason, Gary Payton
Double M nigga, I live amazin'
Dope boy alumni, such a classy unit
All double R's at the class reunion
Pistol heavy, the money bagger
The bitches at me, up the ladder
Franchise, it's rappers that can't size us
Bitches flew out of state, just to stand beside us
For a selfie, that boy wealthy
Four floor condos, that nigga selfish
Waterfalls and all, deep in the cells
I speak with my heart, I rarely talk a lot
Went from Ford to Ferrari, look at the parkin' lot
Seatbelts never, that's a common law
'Cause when the shots fire, fat boy hoppin' out
It's time to explain to us just what your songs 'bout
'Cause when your homie got shot up, you cut your phone off
Only way I go is where I wanna be
My niggas all on top, it's what I wanna see
My kids in the mansion, it got a hundred rooms
Playin' hide and seek for weeks, what you wanna do?
Always talkin' coke and man, I sold the most
'Til all my niggas broke, Belaire Rose we toast
Always keep your word and keep your mama close
You ride for your brother, teach your son the ropes
You never want it back, a blessing get the most
That Rolex on your wrist, don't let it's cost your soul (cost your soul, cost your soul)
(M-M-Maybach Music)
(Griselda)
In the song “Where Would I Go” by Benny The Butcher Rick Ross, the rappers talk about achieving success through their street experiences. They first talk about their rough start in the game, with Benny mentioning being hospitalized due to his actions and his chase for money. Despite the rough start, they are now living the life they dreamed of, with gold bezels and expensive accessories. The rappers boast about their lavish lifestyle, such as fancy cars and expensive clothing, which they acquired by selling drugs and hustling. They note that it's not just about the materialism, but also the legacy they want to leave behind for their family.
Ross later talks about the importance of loyalty in the game and paying back your dues. He mentions that his homie got shot, and instead of cutting himself off, he chooses to stand with his homies and make them as successful as he is. He talks about the cost of this lifestyle, not just monetary-wise, but also soul-wise. The song makes an intriguing commentary on the struggle one faces and the choices they must make in order to put the street life behind them and secure success.
Overall, the lyrics in this song are 'boss shit' that makes for a compelling narrative around the consequences of chasing money and success through dangerous means.
Line by Line Meaning
Where would I go?
I've come so far, but I wonder where my journey will take me next.
You know real (where would I go?)
I stay true to myself and my roots in everything I do.
Real big boss shit (where would I go?)
I'm a boss and I'm not afraid to show it.
Distinguished gentleman shit
I carry myself with class and dignity, even though I come from the streets.
Real street nigga shit, yo
I'm still connected to the streets, even though I've made it big.
Jumped in the game feet first and I paid for my actions
I entered the game head first and paid the consequences for my choices.
Hospital stays, laid up, related to asthma
I put my health at risk because of my dangerous lifestyle.
And all I knew was chase paper in a dangerous fashion
I only saw the need to get money, even though it was through dangerous means.
Them boxes came to my crib with my name on a package
I got involved in illegal activities that put me at risk of being caught.
Mama, I made it, rose petals and gold Chevelles
I've made a name for myself and I can now enjoy the finer things in life.
Ask the team, we all cop gold bezels at those levels
My team and I have made it to a level where we can all afford luxury watches.
It's on my wrist and as well as my hip, it's cold metal
I always carry a gun for protection and I'm not afraid to use it.
This kinda game only run through your veins and your bone marrow
Living this lifestyle becomes a part of you and it's hard to escape it.
It cost me, they tell me, "Be humble", they think I'm flossin'
Being successful comes with a price and people often view me as arrogant.
Shit, I probably am, I got this out the concrete
I worked hard to get where I am and I have every right to be proud of it.
I stood in front of buildings, sold dope brown as coffee
I used to sell drugs on the streets and I wasn't afraid to take risks.
Wearin' Barkleys, I just parked the 740 by a palm tree (that's real shit)
I'm still connected to my roots and I'll never forget where I came from.
Stuck to the plan from out the sand, get rich and share it
My plan was always to get rich, but I also want to share my wealth with others.
When you a dope boy, this the life that your bitch inherit
Being a drug dealer comes with a certain lifestyle, which my woman will also inherit.
She wanna fuck me on a yacht and take a trip to Paris
My success has given me access to things that I never thought were possible.
I buy her expensive shit and she forget to wear it
I can afford to buy my woman expensive gifts, but sometimes she doesn't even wear them.
Big dough when you thought of my block
I've made a lot of money from where I come from.
I bought a brand new pistol when I thought of the opps
I always stay prepared for my enemies and will not hesitate to use my gun.
I had the money on the roll 'fore the water got hot
I had my money secured before the police could catch up to me.
And I still remember who owe, case y'all thought I forgot
I may be successful now, but I haven't forgotten anyone who has wronged me.
It's the biggest (where would I go?)
I've reached the top of the game, but I'm still hungry for more.
Niggas desire to fit in, I was invited (where would I go?)
I never felt the need to fit in, I was always accepted for who I am.
Pistol whipped a few niggas, he got indicted (where would I go?)
I've had to use violence to protect myself and have faced legal consequences because of it.
When you face a few years, it's time to fight it
When you're facing serious consequences, it's important to stay strong and fight back.
I shook the prosecutor right back, Johnny Unitas
I didn't let the prosecutor intimidate me and fought back with everything I had.
Perry Mason, Gary Payton
I'm a fighter and I'm not afraid to stand up for myself.
Double M nigga, I live amazin'
I'm part of the Maybach Music Group and am living a life that many dream of.
Dope boy alumni, such a classy unit
I used to sell drugs, but I've now moved on to something bigger and better.
All double R's at the class reunion
All my former classmates will see me now with my Rolls Royces at our reunion.
Pistol heavy, the money bagger
I always carry a gun for protection and I'm also making a lot of money.
The bitches at me, up the ladder
My success has attracted women who want to be with me.
Franchise, it's rappers that can't size us
I'm part of a successful record label and other rappers can't compete with us.
Bitches flew out of state, just to stand beside us
Women are willing to travel just to be around me and my success.
For a selfie, that boy wealthy
People will do anything to be associated with my wealth and success.
Four floor condos, that nigga selfish
I live in a very luxurious lifestyle with multiple floors to myself.
Waterfalls and all, deep in the cells
My wealth and success have given me everything I could ever want.
I speak with my heart, I rarely talk a lot
I don't talk too much, but when I do, it comes from the heart.
Went from Ford to Ferrari, look at the parkin' lot
I've come a long way and now own a Ferrari, which is parked in my lot.
Seatbelts never, that's a common law
I don't wear a seatbelt when I drive, which is illegal, but it's something I've always done.
'Cause when the shots fire, fat boy hoppin' out
Even though I may not be physically fit, I'm still ready to defend myself when necessary.
It's time to explain to us just what your songs 'bout
Other rappers need to explain the true meaning behind their lyrics.
'Cause when your homie got shot up, you cut your phone off
When someone close to you is in danger, you need to be there for them, not ignore them.
Only way I go is where I wanna be
I decide my own path in life and where I want to go.
My niggas all on top, it's what I wanna see
I want my friends to be successful and I'm happy to see them climb to the top.
My kids in the mansion, it got a hundred rooms
I want my children to live a life of luxury and have everything they could ever want.
Playin' hide and seek for weeks, what you wanna do?
My children have so many rooms to play in that they can play hide-and-seek for weeks.
Always talkin' coke and man, I sold the most
Other rappers always talk about selling drugs, but I actually sold the most.
'Til all my niggas broke, Belaire Rose we toast
I want to celebrate with my friends and we'll drink Belaire Rosé until we can't anymore.
Always keep your word and keep your mama close
It's important to always keep your word and to stay close to your mother.
You ride for your brother, teach your son the ropes
You need to support and protect your family, and teach the next generation how to do the same.
You never want it back, a blessing get the most
When you receive a blessing, you should always stay grateful and use it to its fullest.
That Rolex on your wrist, don't let it's cost your soul (cost your soul, cost your soul)
It's important to not let material possessions consume you and to stay true to yourself.
(M-M-Maybach Music)
Maybach Music Group is my home and my team.
(Griselda)
Griselda Records is also a part of my team.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jeremie Pennick, William Leonard Roberts II
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[Intro: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Hit-Boy
Where would I go?
You know real (Where would I go?)
Real big boss shit (Where would I go?)
Distinguished gentleman shit
Real street nigga shit, yo
[Verse 1: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Jumped in the game feet first and I paid for my actions
Hospital stays, laid up, related to asthma
And all I knew was chase paper in a dangerous fashion
Them boxes came to my crib with my name on a package
Mama, I made it, rose petals and gold Chevelles
Ask the team, we all cop gold bezels at those levels
It's on my wrist and as well as my hip, it's cold metal
This kinda game only run through your veins and your bone marrow
It cost me, they tell me, "Be humble", they think I'm flossin'
Shit, I probably am, I got this out the concrete
I stood in front of buildings, sold dope brown as coffee
Wearin' Barkleys, I just parked the 740 by a palm tree (That's real shit)
Stuck to the plan from out the sand, get rich and share it
When you a dope boy, this the life that your bitch inherit
She wanna fuck me on a yacht and take a trip to Paris
I buy her expensive shit and she forget to wear it
Big dough when you thought of my block
I bought a brand new pistol when I thought of the opps
I had the money on the roll 'fore the water got hot
And I still remember who owe 'case y'all thought I forgot
The Butcher comin', nigga

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[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
It's the biggest (M-M-M-M, where would I go?)
Niggas desire to fit in, I was invited (Where would I go?)
Pistol whipped a few niggas, he got indicted (Where would I go?)
When you face a few years, it's time to fight it
I shoot the prosecutor right back, Johnny Unitas
Perry Mason, Gary Payton
The double M nigga, I live amazin'
Dope boy alumni, such a classy unit
All double R's at the class reunion
Pistol heavy, the money bagger
The bitches at me, up the ladder
Franchise, it's rappers that can't size us
Bitches flew out of state, just to stand beside us
For a selfie, that boy wealthy
Four floor condos, that nigga selfish
Waterfalls and all, deep in the cells
I speak with my heart, I rarely talk a lot
Went from Ford to Ferrari, look at the parkin' lot
Seatbelts never, that's a common law
'Cause when the shots fired, fat boy hoppin' out
It's time to explain just what your songs 'bout
'Cause when your homie got shot up, you cut your phone off
Only way I go is where I wanna be
My niggas all on top, it's what I wanna see
My kids in the mansion, it got a hundred rooms
Playin' hide and seek for weeks, what you wanna do?
Always talkin' coke and man, I sold the most
'Til all my niggas broke, Belaire Rose we toast
Always keep your word and keep your mama close
You ride for your brother, teach your son the ropes
You never want it back, a blessing get the most
That Rolex on your wrist, don't let it cost your soul (Cost your soul, cost your soul)
[Outro]
M-M-Maybach Music
Griselda
@rorys.1681
one of my fav songs on the album... bring back the sample wtf
@GlobalEnigma64
Okay so I’m not tripping, noticed this last night!
@kenzodelorean
I'm like wtf goin on
@chrississom9851
I just noticed this on spotify
@SebsBeenHere
They switched it up bra! Wtf this shit not as hard as the original
@turnerj3699
@Sebastian Laub sounds like the diet version of the original
@Jason-um2ju
Can we get the instrumental PLEASE? Ross and Benny murdered this beat🔥🔥
@drjamjam3188
Baddest part is the whole tune but the maybach music and griselda theme just put the icing on the cake 🔥🔥
@Whawhanepiece
That Maybach music shit always gets me hype or when he says “the butcher coming” it’s like GODAMN LETS GOOOOO
@josephmcdonald7949
Not saying any names, but certain people are in the studio are like damn! They raised the bar, really high.