Wow eli, Asaiah Ziv, Kaleb Mitchell - BENT lyrics

[Wow eli, Asaiah Ziv, Kaleb Mitchell - BENT lyrics]

All of these hoes, man, none of them loyal
Tell it no cap, mmm
You got a problem,  I got emotions
Leave it at that
I had a heart and she went and broke it
But, I got past it
You got me bent but it's all over
It's in the past
I'm in the whip we goin' fast
Look at my chick, she kinda bad
All of my business is never unfinished
I feel like I'm Popeye
I'm lovin' the spinach
I'm White like I'm Walter
I cook like the chemist
I'm Bradley like Cooper
I don't got no limit's if you want work
I don't take payments in exposure
Put em in the dirt, I can't keep composure
I just make em burr, No one else is colder
I'm bettin' all my chips
Think you got one on your shoulder
Why you switch it up, got me twisted up
Say you fly
But, you ain't even got your zipper up
Tell ya I been driven since
The pedal was invented
I've been givin' for a minute
Think it's time to go and get it gimme that

Airplane mode on my phone, on the go
Never home, where I been? I don't know
To and fro
What's the go from the cold, dodgin' snakes
Doing shows, getting to it every morning
That's the only thing I know
Wasn't nothing handed to me
Had to make it by myself
When I needed it before
You wasn't trying to give no help
I'm a self-sufficient independent
Nigga with a chip up on his shoulder
Who's the menace with the written
Who you kiddin'? Man, let's get it
Uh, in the crib with the elevator
Runnin', look in the back, ayy
If I said it, then you know that
Every word I say is a fact, ayy
I am not one of the suckers
That lie on they raps, ayy
I am not one of the suckers
That ain't even writing they raps, ayy
I was a problem before I hit puberty, ayy
Ain't really nothing that y'all
Finna do with me, ayy
Grindin so hard that they thinkin'
There's two of me, ayy
(I'm at my worst, I'm at my worst)
Grindin so hard that they thinkin'
There's two of me, ayy
(I'm at my worst) young Mitchell

You don't wanna see me at my worst
Anything you give me promise Ima reimburse
Any beat you give me Ima toss it in a hearse
Give it up for the real ones
Work it up to a million check it out
I can't feel, I can't feel, I can't feel
Nah nah grab that wheel, grab that
Wheel, grab thay wheel, uh huh
I been real, but you is not so what the deal
Uh, huh you been showin' me some love
But it ain't real, nah uh
I been puttin' in my all and
You ain't there for me
They be prayin' that I fall cuz
They ain't care for me
Told ya my entire life I been the underdog
Sittin on the bench
I think it's time to ditch the protocol

That's the protocol? That's a stretch
Now you takin shots and I can't lie
I ain't impressed and
I feel like a million when
No diamonds on my necklace
Took it when I made it
You wonder why I'm so protective
Yeah, she hit me on my DM
Never flyin' Coach
Wonder why you never see em
Gucci link on my neck
Wonder why you wanna be em
Wonder why you wanna meet em
Wonder why you always lyin
Like you got somethin to prove
And see, I wonder why you talkin online
Tryna wonder why he act like he
Know me? He dunno none
I still get advice from my OG, he a real one
And ever since she left, I've been only
I don't need no one chhh yeah, yeah, yeah

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