[Verse 1: Bingx]

I don't do this shit for you

Do this shit for me

And I'm sick of being used

No more shit for free

Man I live inside a booth

20 years a week

Boy, I'm crystal peak

That's the truth

I don't miss a thing

Let it kiss the ring

Boy I been the king

And my bitch a queen

Life a Livin' dream

Bouta' catch a body on a record if you disagree

Disbelief, that's the look they give me when I rip the beat

I don't take a shot

I make it hit then hit em' with defeat

Stripes though

Stripes

[Chorus: Bingx]

Making hits, it's somethin' light though

Light

Y'all couldn't see me with my eyes closed

Right?

You say some shit you ain't the type though

Right?

[Verse 2: Bingx]

You lie low

All these pussies being passive

I don't play that shit

If you got somethin' to say

Then you should say that shit

Tryna say i'm in my feelings when I state how I'm feelin'

That's just communication

But they can't take that shit

I don't think it's dope to fuck 100 bitches and cheat

I don't idolize drugs, pussy gimmicks agree

I don't shape my thought around the worlds vision of me

But I don't hate em, That just isn't for me

I'm a grown man

I'm tryna raise a family

All these little boys talk about is the shit I can be

I'm who they can't be

If Drake rapped one of my records, that shit would get a Grammy

It makes some men outta boys who think about lookin' fancy

They on the Gram

Flexin' money in they hands

Out here lookin' like a lick

Close to you is where I can't be

Here talkin' bout the shit they bout to do

And I'll be proud of you

But until you boys do it you just can't understand me

Ooh

That's the truth

I don't think that they can

I don't think that they can handle it

You get one life

That ain't somethin' you should gamble with

Winnin' I'm consistent

That ain't luck or nothin' random bitch

[Chorus: Bingx]

Making hits, it's somethin' light though

Light

Somethin light, somethin' light though

Light

Somethin' some-somethin' somethin' light though

Light

Somethin' some-somethin' light

[Verse 3: Vin Jay]

I'm elevatin'

Meditatin' till my mind's in order

Ignore the haters, shine the light on love from my supporters

No hesitation

Move with purpose

Ain't no kind of disorder

I'm steady

Killin' off my doubts and it's a violent slaughter

But y'all are coppin' brand names for the relevance

Liquidate a business, that's what I be callin' "Hella Drip"

Shit I know that knowledge is a weapon

And I'm well equipped

Elevatin' daily so you never see me reminisce

But everybody been consumed by the television

Never makin' moves while they holdin' out for better livin'

But what you want is on the other side of repetition

Get your daily habits straight and maybe you'll be self-sufficient

Hustle till i'm on the Forbes and chillin

While they still up in the club, tryna floss for women

Ain't no wonder that you barely meet your cost for livin'

But you stay middle class from your poor decisions

Look

Gotta watch and take notes on how to best maneuver

Surround yourself with more bosses homie, less consumers

I'm spreadin' love along with knowledge, y'all are spreadin' rumors

But still i'm laughin to the bank, I got a sense of humor

As for the people who been tryna call me white trash

Get off of Twitter, maybe brush up on your finance

If i'm bein honest, I don't really need advice fam

Young god, bout to make a milly from my mic stand

I'm on a roll to 7 digits at least

Till then I spread wealth, I got limitless reach

I get money when I preach

Call them figures of speech

Know my income passed if I get rich when I sleep

Damn

You had it all, it's a shame that you lost it

Peaked back in high school, no wonder you're nostalgic

Life's still trash and complainin' won't solve it

Tellin' me I've changed

Yeah bitch, I'm evolvin'

Tell em' I want all of it and then I need it multiplied

Money kinda soundin' like I spittin rhymes in double time

You walk around chest out, you got a ton of pride

You ain't achieved shit bitch, you're confidence ain't justified