Lyrics Time for That - Bingx

Time for That

And fuck all that negative shit that they talk about me
How could I be negative when they all talking bout me
They try to manipulate me 'cause they seek a reaction
I’ma speak through my actions, put on the beat and start rapping
I’ma start off by saying I don’t need nobody tryna tell me how to live or what
to say this is my life I’ve made it this far on my own!
I’m a good father a man of my word
My heart’s on my sleeve my art is my soul
And way before caviar, man, I had a heart made of gold
Fatal’s just craving attention
They tell me I’m mad 'cause my name wasn’t mentioned
Yeah right
I created this moment the moment I gave you attention
People unite and created a hater convention
We should prob’ly just sit down and chop it up
I mean you got my email and everyone knows it
Let’s make the connection
See I live like 17 minutes from Ingraham high
It’s nineteen minutes from Bethel high
For you to tell me I ain’t from the town but you are?
Man that’s quite an awful lie
I mean we don’t see eye to eye, and that’s fine with me
But now you wanna pull the 9 on me
I bet the world gon' vibe with me when i say
I ain’t got time for that
I ain’t got the time
Ain’t nobody got time for that
They made a six minute song, they made a eight minute song
Man, i can’t believe how much time you have
Time you have
And i never threatened you
Man i disrespected you
14 minutes of music, i must be a threat to you
I can tell i offended you
And i can tell you’re upset with me
But i never knew this was how much i meant to you
I got you all in your feelings, you must be obsessed with me
You want me to say that i hate you, but i won’t say that i hate you
You keep on talking that shit while i enjoy this drink with my team on our way
to Jamaica
I’ll admit that i started this
I’m not saying that i played no part in this
You called me a sensitive bitch, and maybe you’re right, but i only go hard
because i put my heart in shit
You tried to put fear in me, said i was dead if i responded lyrically
You’re all you appear to be
You two ain’t kings, you’re tyrants and this here is tyranny
You said youd kill me if i ant apologize
I’m doing fine without any apology
Braggin' about your autopilot, Raz i got drive without any technology
Claim that you speak for the city
And its clear you dont speak for the city
I mean numbers dont lie, and you ain’t even fuckin with mine so
Its clear you dont speak for too many
And now you say you want the crown, man?
You and 500 other males
I pulled your soundskin, you can’t be king when you got less than 500 record
sales, man keep working
See I live like 17 minutes from Ingraham high
It’s nineteen minutes from Bethel high
For you to tell me I ain’t from the town but you are?
Man that’s quite an awful lie
I mean we don’t see eye to eye, and that’s fine with me
But now you wanna pull the 9 on me
I bet the world gon' vibe with me when i say
I ain’t got time for that
I ain’t got the time
Ain’t nobody got time for that
They made a six minute song, they made a eight minute song
Man, i can’t believe how much time you have
Time you have
And i never threatened you
Man i disrespected you
14 minutes of music, i must be a threat to you
I can tell i offended you
And i can tell you’re upset with me
But i never knew this was how much i meant to you
I got you all in your feelings, you must be obsessed with me
Bingx rep that shit from that north side, that town
Dont care bout what you say, im finna rep my town
And my city’s talking, im finna close these mouths
Wait til everybody see me movin' with this music, i bet they all come around
(Woo!)
Now the picture on your profile is a gun, that’s a loss of a demographic
You brag about how you prostitute women, thats a loss of a demographic
You announce that you’re in a gang and you deal drugs, thats a loss of a
demographic
What a nice image
All that and you wanna sit around and blame it on white privilege?
(ooh!)
Now that shit is ignorant, respect’s not a given, green light is exceptionally
written
I gain respect for you for that song
But you lost it with all of that threat repetition
You repping you second amendment
Just know that im quite intellectually gifted
«you fucking cracker!»
What this have to do with my lack of complexional pigment?
That shit is wrong, you fucking racist
Just because a mans white dont mean he from the Klan (Ooh!)
In that song man you looking placing, you want beef, ill go fucking ham
Getting chewed up by a singer, with no teeth (*bling*)
Man ima get this money get a dental plan
And ima win, with my wits, cause i got intricate lyrics and spirit like damn,
dont you understand?
Ain’t nobody that can do with it what i do with it, you could say i got the
juice and i come through with it
When i be coming with the music, m-music
You can say i ain’t new to this, man im true to this, look
I dont really wanna get shot up over this rap shit, because i got a son,
and im a great dad
And im not a bitch if im staying true to myself but yes i am a sensitive man
The end of hocus pocus, made me laugh
That shit, made me laugh
Im an emotional person
Thank, you
At first i wanted to play the victim
But now i see thats the bitch move
Im working on it, i pray, im christian
And i got nothing against you
I have tourettes, but that’s not the reason i talk so much
I do twich, and make noises thats not the reason im soft tho (duh)
False alarm, thats a backfire
Me talking hard, that backfired
That tough talk is a no-go
No YOLO, ima admire
I dont wanna be an R-I-P, so i write, or ill write the, myself or any notion i
hard eye beat
Im A-L, to R-I-G, H-T-L, H-T-B, and salt as long as im being true to the heart
i keep
And my dad reaching out to you man?
thats just funny to me
But thats something he dare without me
And i ain’t mad at him man, thats the first time in years that he shows that he
cares about me
There ain’t nothing you can share about me thatll make my fans stop caring bout
me
Im honest i work hard, and im real
I mean theres something just rare about me
Im a motherfuckin monster with it
Any obsticle, ima get up on it and conquer with it
A lot o yall been doin this rap shit like ten years, still ain’t even got a
sponsor with it
That is not my issue, that is not my problem
Better grab that tissue, tell em keep on sobbin
But i ain’t against you, i just got more options
I can sing and spit too im a musical monster
You show me you dont respect newcomers
They said «its all love» they must be some threating lovers
I said a true thing saying im the next upcomer and i got potential to do me
something like direction numbers
And nimaa?
that entire situation was see through, man he was sharing infomation
with me too
And i ain’t got time for that
Thats where my mind is at
I ain’t got time for that
After i drop this they finna reply with that
You ain’t got time for that
Becasue you fittin to die for that
Did you really come to squash the beef?
no
Taking a mic from me ain’t squashing beef bro
You ain’t gotta say it for people to see it you was tryna punk me
Man drop the ego
Better cock the eagle
Drop the with his squad better bring lots of lethals
Stop on E better top off the diesel
Mom and d bucking shots off at a crosswalk molotovs toss fucking shotgun people
Cause where they from’s just not as peaceful
And where im from man a shots a free throw
Not lookin down man im just not that evil
But thanks for the truth bro
And thanks for the views bro
Thats 60,000 more people that know about me on youtube bro
The fate of you two, oh, and fatal you two bro
A few thousand was cool bro