Bino Rideaux - Everythang lyrics
[Bino Rideaux - Everythang lyrics]
It’s been a long time
I shouldn’t have left you
Without a dope rhyme to step to
When you on your grind it’s stressful
When it come to mine I’m special
I got a 7-series beamer
And my windows bulletproof
So them shells is bouncing back if
You should ever try and shoot
Bentley on my arm, a Mercedes on my neck
Maserati on my charm
Hopping off a private jet
I got a car with a driver, yellow bone rider
My city on my back but
I wasn’t raised in Prada
Got a phone full of numbers that
I never seem to call
Catch them bitches at the show and
They be throwing me their draws
Flow sick, no sanitise
Murdered rap records, no alibies
Live from the front line, battle cries
Fuck talking about a dream, let’s strategize
Let’s talk about us, let’s talk about
Him, let’s talk about the losses
Let’s talk about the wins
Let’s talk about everythang
Let’s talk about us
Big money that’s the motivation
A lot of flights and hotels, no vacation
I told my teacher I was going places
Can’t stamp my passport
Cos there’s no more spaces
I gave myself an ultimatum
Get rich or get sent to the police station
Every time they came I was so evasive
Shit I’m sorry my success
Don’t fit your equation
Streets love me hoes too cos I flow amazing
Up the ladder to success like I know a mason
Look it's mind on my money, yeah
The doe is ageing
Im with a model watching kobe
Front row at Staples damn a nigga fly
The logo on my belt match
The shades on my eyes
Something like a legend in the city I reside
Cos I gave it to 'em straight no lies
Let’s talk about us, let’s talk about
Him, let’s talk about the losses
Let’s talk about the wins
Let’s talk about everythang
Let’s talk about us
Unless you talk money if you call or
I won't pick up my phone
Can’t you tell I’m in my zone
For my city putting on
I’m a rider from the set, I know how to dress
Got the choppers on deck still
I’m flyer than the rest
All I drink is champagne
Respected by my gang
You know what I mean nigga
You know what I mean
Don’t get this auto tune twisted
Cos I still merk me a nigga, straight up
And now I’m on my way up
Used to shoot pounds out of town, lay ups
She told me she was from Decatur
But I met her in Miami
From a man I had to take her like
Talk to me and I talk back
And if you text me ima call back
She say you think that you’re all that
Yeah I do, I do, I do
I shouldn’t have left you
Without a dope rhyme to step to
When you on your grind it’s stressful
When it come to mine I’m special
I got a 7-series beamer
And my windows bulletproof
So them shells is bouncing back if
You should ever try and shoot
Bentley on my arm, a Mercedes on my neck
Maserati on my charm
Hopping off a private jet
I got a car with a driver, yellow bone rider
My city on my back but
I wasn’t raised in Prada
Got a phone full of numbers that
I never seem to call
Catch them bitches at the show and
They be throwing me their draws
Flow sick, no sanitise
Murdered rap records, no alibies
Live from the front line, battle cries
Fuck talking about a dream, let’s strategize
Let’s talk about us, let’s talk about
Him, let’s talk about the losses
Let’s talk about the wins
Let’s talk about everythang
Let’s talk about us
Big money that’s the motivation
A lot of flights and hotels, no vacation
I told my teacher I was going places
Can’t stamp my passport
Cos there’s no more spaces
I gave myself an ultimatum
Get rich or get sent to the police station
Every time they came I was so evasive
Shit I’m sorry my success
Don’t fit your equation
Streets love me hoes too cos I flow amazing
Up the ladder to success like I know a mason
Look it's mind on my money, yeah
The doe is ageing
Im with a model watching kobe
Front row at Staples damn a nigga fly
The logo on my belt match
The shades on my eyes
Something like a legend in the city I reside
Cos I gave it to 'em straight no lies
Let’s talk about us, let’s talk about
Him, let’s talk about the losses
Let’s talk about the wins
Let’s talk about everythang
Let’s talk about us
Unless you talk money if you call or
I won't pick up my phone
Can’t you tell I’m in my zone
For my city putting on
I’m a rider from the set, I know how to dress
Got the choppers on deck still
I’m flyer than the rest
All I drink is champagne
Respected by my gang
You know what I mean nigga
You know what I mean
Don’t get this auto tune twisted
Cos I still merk me a nigga, straight up
And now I’m on my way up
Used to shoot pounds out of town, lay ups
She told me she was from Decatur
But I met her in Miami
From a man I had to take her like
Talk to me and I talk back
And if you text me ima call back
She say you think that you’re all that
Yeah I do, I do, I do