Benji
K.a.a.n Lyrics
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you ain't even gotta ask
You ain't even gotta
Might hop out the back if I'm under attack
I been thumbing through hundreds tryna play with these racks
Baby I'ma keep it solid you don't even got a ask
I'ma run up a bag even down to my last
I might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissueIf I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile(nos)
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows
Tryna make another way out for my folks
Folks cap all day all the lies been told
That's why the real ones keep them close
Seems like the problems I'm face grows
Ain't got no team cause everybody traded
Counting these stacks got me feeling amazing
Tryna cop a new whip with some butterfly doors
Can't slip up stand on ten toes
One love ain't got no hoes I leave the damn eaters for the bros
Only see me flex up for a post
Stay out the way been posted in the yo
How could you treat me as lesser?
Ain't got no time the good die young so all of my problems address them(before I die young)
I changed my lifestyle now they shocked tryna hop out that whip it's electric
That shit cause blood, sweat, and tears like all of the time I invested
You know that I spit straight pressure
Might hop out the back if I'm under attack
I been thumbing through hundreds tryna play with these racks
Baby I'ma keep it solid you don't even got a ask
I'ma run up a bag even down to my lastI might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissue
If I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile(nos)
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows
Tryna make another way out for my folks
Folks cap all day all the lies been told That's why the real ones keep them close
Seems like the problems I'm face grows
I might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissue
If I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows
In K.A.A.N.'s song "Benji," the lyrics delve into the rapper's experiences accumulating wealth and building his confidence without relying on others. The opening lines, "Stacking up them benji, Working on myself, Dodging all that bullshit," shows his commitment to success and avoiding negative influences. K.A.A.N. emphasizes his self-reliance in the following line, "I can't trust nobody else," suggesting that he has been let down by those around him in the past.
The second verse of the song, "Fitna take a trip to Panama, Or maybe to Beliz, I been working on my stamina, I run through them racks with ease," shows K.A.A.N.'s aspirations to enjoy the fruits of his labor by traveling and spending money. He references the physical stamina necessary to handle the "racks" (slang for large amounts of money) that he has acquired. The final verse shows his confidence in his abilities, specifically in reference to obtaining money, "Bout that cash I go and get, Tell me where you at, Right before I leave, I go roll my weed, Ain't no holding me, No slowing, You know it's me."
Line by Line Meaning
Stacking up them benji
Accumulating a large amount of $100 bills.
Working on myself
Focusing on my personal development and growth.
Dodging all that bullshit
Avoiding all unnecessary distractions and negativity.
I can't trust nobody else
I don't have faith in anyone else's ability to do things properly.
All i see is bankrolls
All I can see are large sums of money.
Fell in love wit dolla signs
Became infatuated with the symbol of wealth, the American dollar.
She gon do just what i say so
She will follow my every command or request.
I pull out them racks and blow ya mind
I take out my stacks of cash and leave others in awe of my wealth.
Fitna take a trip to Panama
Considering going to Panama for travel or perhaps business purposes.
Or maybe to Beliz
Or, alternatively, Belize might be a feasible destination.
I been working on my stamina
I've been building up my endurance and strength.
I run threw them racks with ease
I breeze through large amounts of money without much trouble.
It's quarter 6
It's currently 6:15 AM or PM.
I'm cool as it gets
I'm as calm and composed as possible.
I hop out the whip
I exit my car.
Let's get it
Let's begin.
Keep hold of ya bitch
Keep your girlfriend/lover close and not let anyone else near them.
Ice all on my wrist
Diamonds and other jewels adorn my watch and wrist area.
Man just forget it
Don't worry about it anymore, let it go.
They tried to keep up wit me
They made attempts to keep pace with my relentless drive and ambition.
Now them niggas look pathetic
Now those gentlemen appear pitiful and weak in comparison to me.
Benjis blowing
Huge sums of cash are being spent recklessly.
Stunt like you don't know em
Act like you've never met them and masquerade as if they're strangers.
Fuck it keep on going
Screw it, continue along this path and don't stop.
Flex till you annoying
Show off until you become bothersome and unbearable.
I need racks
I require vast sums of money to continue operating in the manner I desire.
Sorry i ain't hit you back
I apologize for not responding to your messages or calls.
I was tryna go through laps
I was busy counting my money and did not have the time to respond.
They don't like how i do that
Others disapprove of my methods or approach.
Bout that cash i go and get
When it comes to money, I never stop working to obtain it.
Tell me where you at
Please inform me of your current whereabouts.
Right before i leave
Just moments before I depart.
I go roll my weed
I will smoke marijuana before I go anywhere.
Ain't no holding me
There is no stopping or slowing me down.
No Slowing
I am not slowing down, rather only picking up pace.
You know it's me
You are aware that it's me, K.A.A.N.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: k A
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@rambomiller2775
Said if I'm fallin' pick me up
If I'm fallin' pick me up
If I'm fallin' pick me up
Alright
[Hook]
Fear of falling
Feeling like I'm never gonna make it (make it)
Feeling like I got this rap shit in my grasp
But I can not grab or take it
Gravitating
Towards falling
And I fear that whenever I'm trying
I feel like my sanity is in my face but I can not grab or find it
Stop!
[Verse 1]
Now pay attention when a motherfucker spitting
On a track not lax I should get paid
Nigga, shit my brain sharper than a switchblade
Because I don't flow, I just cascade
And every other motherfucker that you listen to
Don't stay true, that's a motherfucking masquerade
But who am I to judge cause they're in it for the money
I'm a hundred miles and running I'm automatically gunning down
Anyone that wanted this real
I'm never fronting, novocaine for your brain
My rhymes are mind numbing nigga
Writing that shit that you can't supersede
I give a fuck about what you believe
And I could care less about how I'm perceived
So just open your mind so that you can receive
All these blessings I'm giving whenever I preach
From my pulpit
I don't bullshit
My nigga don't trip
Get hit quick
Then get a grip bitch
I spit a full clip
So when you hear the click from this deliverer
They say my style is so motherfucking sinister
You need to get in contact with your minister
I keep my flow on lock like a prisoner
Check the forensics of what I have prepped for ya
The suspension of all your expenditures
Now if you let me take it up another motherfucking notch
I'ma spit it till it pop
Blood drips then it drops
And I bet you niggas watching from the sideline
They got the lights on homie like it's primetime
But am I ready for it, nigga I will never really know
Until I step up on the stage and then I let my lyrics flow
From a place of desperation a balance of segregation
I'm leaving you salivating from lyrical elevation
And I hope they came ready cause this ain't assimilation
Assimilated the facts of rap that's on board
And s
timulating the minds of my demographics of course [?]
That your flow is so forced it's not consensual coitous
You niggas can't avoid this
You couldn't break change to make cents, four quarters
So when you step be cautious
Cause my mind lawless, and at this point of time I'm accustomed the losses
Shot town made it flow he balling
Foot up on the gas but the car keeps stalling
Got fame from the game whose main dame is flawed[?]
And while stepping on the hardwood floors till the mornin'
A moment of silence atonement of violence
But this the last time I'ma try to make it private
I put it on consignment
And give it an assignment
I hope that they salami cause I'm really tired of dealing with the–
[Hook]
Fear of falling
Feeling like I'm never gonna make it (make it)
Feeling like I got this rap shit in my grasp
But I can not grab or take it
Gravitating
Towards falling
And I fear that whenever I'm trying
I feel like my sanity is in my face but I can not grab or find it
Stop!
[Verse 2]
I ain't perfect in the motherfucking least
But I bet I bail will transformed to a beast
Land buyers wasn't biased to the shit a nigga seen
Escobar turned to the slum into fucking Medellín
Nigga fuck you and your compliments
Cause all you give is false confidence
I check the contents of your context
The shit nonsense that's full of discontent
But I'ma bout to vent to get it off my chest
Just like a bench press
And if you feel a oppressed
Then you should write a check so that you can invest
I need advancement money plus interest
Cause my flow's disgusting like incest
I said I burn it up just like incense
And if it's all about a dollar
That's a motherfucking problem
Cause I care for more than just dividends
That you could divvy up
Until the prize dries
They got they hands out
They got they eyes wide
I told em bring it in they call it high tide
They all washed up like they Tide Dry[?]
My flow complicated never concentrated
It was confiscated by the constellations
That was ovulating from the consummation
And that conversation was the confirmati
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LYRICS
[Intro]
Said if I'm fallin' pick me up
If I'm fallin' pick me up
If I'm fallin' pick me up
Alright
[Hook]
Fear of falling
Feeling like I'm never gonna make it (make it)
Feeling like I got this rap shit in my grasp
But I can not grab or take it
Gravitating
Towards falling
And I fear that whenever I'm trying
I feel like my sanity is in my face but I can not grab or find it
Stop!
[Verse 1]
Now pay attention when a motherfucker spitting
On a track not lax I should get paid
Nigga, shit my brain sharper than a switchblade
Because I don't flow, I just cascade
And every other motherfucker that you listen to
Don't stay true, that's a motherfucking masquerade
But who am I to judge cause they're in it for the money
I'm a hundred miles and running I'm automatically gunning down
Anyone that wanted this real
I'm never fronting, novocaine for your brain
My rhymes are mind numbing nigga
Writing that shit that you can't supersede
I give a fuck about what you believe
And I could care less about how I'm perceived
So just open your mind so that you can receive
All these blessings I'm giving whenever I preach
From my pulpit
I don't bullshit
My nigga don't trip
Get hit quick
Then get a grip bitch
I spit a full clip
So when you hear the click from this deliverer
They say my style is so motherfucking sinister
You need to get in contact with your minister
I keep my flow on lock like a prisoner
Check the forensics of what I have prepped for ya
The suspension of all your expenditures
Now if you let me take it up another motherfucking notch
I'ma spit it till it pop
Blood drips then it drops
And I bet you niggas watching from the sideline
They got the lights on homie like it's primetime
But am I ready for it, nigga I will never really know
Until I step up on the stage and then I let my lyrics flow
From a place of desperation, a balance of segregation
I'm leaving you salivating from lyrical elevation
And I hope the game ready 'cause this ain't a simulation
Assimilated the facts of rap that's on board
And stimulating the minds of my demographics abhorred
That your flow is so forced it's not consensual coitous
You niggas can't avoid this
You couldn't break change to make cents, four quarters
So when you step be cautious
Cause my mind lawless, and at this point in time I'm accustomed the losses
Chi-Town '84, he ballin'
Foot up on the gas but the car keeps stalling
Got fame from the game whose main dame is flawed
And while scuffin' up the hardwood floors till the mornin'
A moment of silence, atonement of violence
But this the last time I'ma try to make it private
I put it on consignment
And give it an assignment
I hope that the days alignin' 'cause I'm really tired of dealing with the–
[Hook]
Fear of falling
Feeling like I'm never gonna make it (make it)
Feeling like I got this rap shit in my grasp
But I can not grab or take it
Gravitating
Towards falling
And I fear that whenever I'm trying
I feel like my sanity is in my face but I can not grab or find it
Stop!
[Verse 2]
I ain't perfect in the motherfucking least
But I bet I been, will transform to a beast
Land buyers wasn't biased to the shit a nigga seen
Escobar turned to the slum into fucking Medellín
Nigga fuck you and your compliments
Cause all you give is false confidence
I check the contents of your context
That shit's nonsense, that's full of discontent
But I'ma bout to vent to get it off my chest
Just like a bench press
And if you feel impressed
Then you should write a check so that you can invest
I need advancement money plus interest
Cause my flow's disgusting like incest
I said I burn it up just like incense
And if it's all about a dollar
That's a motherfucking problem
Cause I care for more than just dividends
That you could divvy up
Until the prize dries
They got they hands out
They got they eyes wide
I told 'em bring it in they call it high tide
They all washed up like they tide dry
My flow complicated never concentrated
It was confiscated by the constellations
That was ovulating from the consummation
And that conversation was the confirmation
I'm attacking the track and I do that with ease
Stomp on the beat and I'm making it bleed
Where internally surgery needed I seen it
My style is demeaning but yet it's distinguished
Dispersed and extinguish a merce of relinquish
These lines I'm releasing gon' leave you in pieces
I'm spitting a grievance that's leaving you grieving
Hope we in agreement that you'll be conceded
Contrite with the lessons that I have been giving
I'm busting my ass like I work for commission
But I'm insecure so I write, re-revision
Constructing these bars like I'm building a prison
The way that I give it would murder a cynic
Embarrass a critic, my flow is acrylic
I'm spitting acidic
While bombing your city
And bombing the beat
And just know that I'm feeling the–
[Hook]
Fear of falling
Feeling like I'm never gonna make it
Feeling like I got this rap shit in my grasp
But I can not grab or take it
Gravitating
Towards falling
And I fear that whenever I'm trying
I feel like my sanity is in my face but I can not grab or find it
Find it
Find it
Find it
Fi-...
@gilmarlopez3590
He is ok. Has alot to grow into. Sick flow
But he is in no way at a higher caliber. Like.
Locksmith. Or
King Los.
Or even
Lupe Fiasco
who is from CHI town.
I can add to the list
Shall I?
Try
Masta Ace
Or
DSL automatic.
Immortal technique.
Black thought.
Try MURS
But regardless
This young man is dope.
PeaceNLove
@Damyyyy
K.A.A.N is so great yet so unrecognized. He truly needs WAYYYY more attention
@HydroGamingX_X
Kaan makes timeless music , I’ll be listening to this for the rest of my life 🔥
@Stevenbustamento
on god
@ferociousdabber4969
I put everything on Kaan. He is one of the greatest of our time no doubt!!!!
@rayp5744
Been 5 years an this still bangs
@rockytheslouch
Nobody gives me GOOSEBUMPS like this man.
@scent-bubbles
My sister's friend showed her this song, and she showed me it, and I spent the past three ish months trying to find it. I have found it, and I'm in love all over again.
@DH-le8qb
Good lawd fam
@christopherhodges1189
This right here is so underrated it's insane kaan is a legend
@SteelCityBloodInBloodOut
This is an Ace Hood beat song called hope but Kaan made this feel like his own L&R my guy Bless Up