Correction Lyrics Never That (Bingy Remix) by Nems

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F**k the internet I'm popular in real life
Some of y'all will never know what that feels like

Stay on top of my bread like a bodega cat
You would never be like me my n***a, never that

Time to go in

I can see the music and hear the ancestors
One man's trash is another man's treasure

Stolen indigenous land, they had they hands severed
If they ever pay us back, make sure that every grams mеasured

I can turn any beef into tan leather
I  drеss fresher than ya man and I dance better

When I rhyme, I go in a trances, I'm a transcender
Praying on my downfall, they wonder will I land?
Never

Man, this sh*t is forever ever, ever ever...
My chick's a twist of doja cat and bebe rexa

I bet the Odds and even, find the fibonacci sequence, I'ma genius, defeatin', all these illuminati demons

Mami a**, sweet like a lemon, got me squeezin
In the streets they blast and carry sticks like hockey season

Watch me drop my thesis then the game get chopped to pieces, When Nas said, the world is yours, n***a I believed him

F**k the internet I'm popular in real life
Some of y'all will never know what that feels like

Stay on top of my bread like a bodega cat
You would never be like me my n***a, never that
Never that, never never never that
Never that, never never never that
Never that, never never never that
You could never be like me my n***a, never that

F**k the internet, cause I'm bingy in real life
Been through wars in these streets and earned real stripes

You'll never know what counting a mill feels like
Pu**y, I gave ya baby moms the ill pipe

Haha, and she said you never went that deep
After I nut, she wipes me down and ma**age my feet

I be outside, I don't hardly tweet
You on them blogs, commenting on beef, oh my God, you sweet

I guess we the polar opposite
And if I see you outside, I'll f**king rock your sh*t

You don't even got a pot to p*ss
You do not exist, f**k your life
I don't need ya acknowledgement
And I don't feed into politics
So let me stop you right there, f**k the small talk

Quiet down when the lord talk
Coney Island mayor
I'm the reason they put sand under the boardwalk

I stick to the code and only write what I know
Some of y'all never been real with yourself and it shows

Corona virus got us all scared to catch a cold
Fentanyl, got people playing Russian roulette with they nose

I would play my demo for n***as, they was not excited, now they ask for the guest list
Well guess what, you not invited

I'ma Scorpio, president of the petty club
You a has been wanna be that used to be a never was

Instead of a war on hate, they got a war on love
Instead of a war on trauma, they got a war on drugs

Walked through TSA with a splif in my pocket
Losing is not an option
This why, all that I do is a mission accomplished

80s NYC raised me, 90s NYC trained me
Yankees navy blue in California, saying f**k you pay me

How can you MCs be this lazy? This is why your streaming money is what I pay to my cleaning lady

My bae watch like a night rider, I'm ha**elhoff
Grew up on the baddest blocks, slap boxing, where hammers popped

I got cash and stock that'll make ya pockets laughing stocks, go back to my toxic past, turn ya girl to a ratchet thot

Blickies blast and pop and send you outer space, astronauts. The whip need bullet proof gla** like check cashing spots

With my freshest B Boy stance in the camera shot, i'ma be a Soul Sonic Force that makes the planet rock, Uh

F**k the internet I'm popular in real life
Some of y'all will never know what that feels like

Stay on top of my bread like a bodega cat
You would never be like me my n***a, never that

Never that, never never never that
Never that, never never never that
Never that, never never never that
You could never be like me my n***a, never that

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