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slm - bingx lyrics

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[verse 1]
i just dropped five figures, still ain’t got no custody
prayin’ to my father, y’all don’t go and take my son for me
thirty thousand just to hear a stranger got no love for me
this ain’t about no law, the system simply doesn’t f*ck with me
i’m toppin’ out myself, worse replacing all my friends
how’s it give and take if you just take until i’m spent?
already paid my dues and now it’s time to pay attention
when i tell you time is money, i don’t plan to waste a cent
i’m done feeding these egos, what i have to do with you feeling small?
what’s me winning got to do with me rooting for y’all?
i really hope you win, homie, that’s thе truth of it all
but, i’m still making better music than y’all
they lovе the product, you would swear i had a team now
they look in a room and get confused, it’s only me there
you would learn a lot from any lesson i could teach there
but the truth is y’all just lack the confidence to be there
let me check the manifest, whatever i manifest, that mean that sh*t mine even if i don’t quite have it yet
got more antisocial in the media, just matter less
i’ma stay on beat until i cease from cardiac arrest

[hook]
got me like
jesus, couple hundred g’s just ain’t ain’t enough to please somebody like me
i ain’t with that free stuff, you don’t put the fee up
in my line, this is how it gon ring
ya*da*da*da*da
[verse 2]
wait, i ain’t finished yet
i allow my will and drive and pushin’ til they innocent
ain’t one in a million, i’m one in a gigaplex
got ’em doing math, i’m laughing, y’all ain’t got the vision yet
sh*t’s clean, never pristine, thank god for the mud
being villain has just taught me who i oughta become
never quit when i get tired, only stop when i’m done
and that’s right around the time i go and pocket my funds
and by ’35, i plan to change the industry
four years to tell a story, call it making history
i don’t pay attention to the doubts and mind limit me
allergic to the hate and disciplines and antihistamine
my heart is fine, everyday is me competing alone
battlefield, [?], scars, demons, and pomes
i pitch, swing, throw, run a path, it’s leading me home
in other words, i’m in a league of my own
got some sh*t to say about you, i’ma come to you
’cause i wanna look in your eyes when i tell you that i don’t f*ck with you
the internet has got you comfortable
eventually, you’ll run your mouth with someone who’s in front of you
student of the game, stealing wisdom, legal *rs*ny
if you ever cut me, you can bet i’ll bleed it artfully
never been a thug, but i got fam who taught me how to use my voice
these type of gs will make a chopper sing a harmony
[hook]
got me like
jesus, couple hundred g’s just ain’t ain’t enough to please somebody like me
i ain’t with that free stuff, you don’t put the fee up
in my line, this is how it gon ring
ya*da*da*da*da

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