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{"id":162480,"created_at":"2020-08-12 16:39:20","updated_at":"2021-04-08 14:01:42","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2020-08-12 16:39:20","original_id":null,"artist_id":63513,"title":"Don't Waste Mine","slug":"dont-waste-mine","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"#Pre-chorus\r\n\r\nYou know...you can't read the scripture living meal to meal\r\nCan't see the bigger picture with no camera reel\r\nFuck how you feel, it's about how deal\r\nIn a fake world how do you keep it real\r\n\r\n#Chorus\r\n\r\nI been broke for a long time\r\nIt's time that nigga get paid\r\nI been chillin on the sideline\r\nCause i aint tryna get up in the way\r\nTrapping with the gs on the eastside\r\nThat's where i grind that's where i stay\r\nMoney is time don't waste mine\r\n\r\n#Verse\r\n\r\nIts getting harder to settle in\r\nKnock knock don't let'em in\r\nI'm just tripping off the medicine\r\nDrowning my pain in the benelyn\r\nI get the feeling the one that I'm feeling is feeling my feelings irrelevant 6\r\nKnock knock at the door a again\r\nPop an angel for the hell of it\r\nI don't fuck them yeah I'm celebate\r\nI got the word fuck a sentence\r\nI don't need a subject and predicate\r\nI'm just a man doing maintenance\r\n\r\n\r\n#Chorus\r\n\r\nI been broke for a long time\r\nIt's time that nigga get paid\r\nI been chillin on the sideline\r\nCause i aint tryna get up in the way\r\nTrapping with the gs on the eastside\r\nThat's where i grind that's where i stay\r\nMoney is time don't waste mine\r\n\r\n#Pre-verse\r\n\r\nI been a problem since I was a teen\r\nI remember double cupping the lean\r\nBorn in December a nigga is mean\r\nI been slanging I been serving the pyhnes\r\nMartin Luther I been given the dream\r\nLex Luther you ain't tough as seem\r\nAs flat as the screen when I break the computer\r\nI got the plug, the connect and the shooter\r\n\r\n#Verse\r\n\r\nI smoke a bunch of times\r\nI write a bunch the rhymes\r\nMoney stay on my mind\r\nSo I stay on my grind\r\nI'm a work in progress\r\nI need the work to progress\r\nI need a life with no stress\r\nI need a mind with no mess\r\nI feed my haters success\r\nThe truth is hard to digest\r\nAnd I don't know the rest\r\nLife's a game, you just a pawn in game of chess\r\nFor too long I've been living life with finesse\r\nHeart of gold, between my shoulders is a treasure chest\r\nYou get stoned, I need boulders just so I can rest\r\nI'm too blessed cause I'm young black and educated\r\nCheck the statistics, I already made it\r\nNever contemplated, I am not complacent\r\nI am disadvantage cause we were segregated\r\nSo our point of vantage will never be adjacent\r\nBlack taste makers, whites customers\r\nBlack victims, white predators\r\nNo assistance, welcome to the system\r\nThe land of die for or with them\r\nLies on the lips of a Christian\r\nA terrorist disguised as a Muslim\r\nThey found a way too falsify religion\r\nA prophet with a false sense wisdom\r\nIs like angel trapped in the dark Kingdom\r\nYou ain't a villan you're minion\r\nFaker than gold plated aluminium\r\nI'm Peter Pan tryna find Neverland without Tinkerbell\r\nLike when john snow had to leave Winterfell\r\nJohn doe with no help I gotta find myself\r\nOn the street corner hoping for some better days\r\nall the trauma they conflicted, he could never change\r\nstill the story he that scripted told theml\u013a better days\r\nAnd the scenes he dipicted showed the better ways\r\nTo get a black mind out of a white cage\r\nYou don't need nine, no need to engage\r\nNot tryna be strange, he sedated with rage\r\nRoad to riches, out the window it all looks the same\r\nSo I this in vain, kill or be killed\r\nWere on crash course, your fates already sealed\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n.\u2026\u2026..................THE.END.........................","download_count":40,"play_count":2,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-08","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5f3\/3fd\/9c0\/thumb_490288_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

#Pre-chorus You know...you can't read the scripture living meal to meal Can't see the bigger picture with no camera reel Fuck how you feel, it's about how deal In a fake world how do you keep it real #Chorus I been broke for a long time It's time that nigga get paid I been chillin on the sideline Cause i aint tryna get up in the way Trapping with the gs on the eastside That's where i grind that's where i stay Money is time don't waste mine #Verse Its getting harder to settle in Knock knock don't let'em in I'm just tripping off the medicine Drowning my pain in the benelyn I get the feeling the one that I'm feeling is feeling my feelings irrelevant 6 Knock knock at the door a again Pop an angel for the hell of it I don't fuck them yeah I'm celebate I got the word fuck a sentence I don't need a subject and predicate I'm just a man doing maintenance #Chorus I been broke for a long time It's time that nigga get paid I been chillin on the sideline Cause i aint tryna get up in the way Trapping with the gs on the eastside That's where i grind that's where i stay Money is time don't waste mine #Pre-verse I been a problem since I was a teen I remember double cupping the lean Born in December a nigga is mean I been slanging I been serving the pyhnes Martin Luther I been given the dream Lex Luther you ain't tough as seem As flat as the screen when I break the computer I got the plug, the connect and the shooter #Verse I smoke a bunch of times I write a bunch the rhymes Money stay on my mind So I stay on my grind I'm a work in progress I need the work to progress I need a life with no stress I need a mind with no mess I feed my haters success The truth is hard to digest And I don't know the rest Life's a game, you just a pawn in game of chess For too long I've been living life with finesse Heart of gold, between my shoulders is a treasure chest You get stoned, I need boulders just so I can rest I'm too blessed cause I'm young black and educated Check the statistics, I already made it Never contemplated, I am not complacent I am disadvantage cause we were segregated So our point of vantage will never be adjacent Black taste makers, whites customers Black victims, white predators No assistance, welcome to the system The land of die for or with them Lies on the lips of a Christian A terrorist disguised as a Muslim They found a way too falsify religion A prophet with a false sense wisdom Is like angel trapped in the dark Kingdom You ain't a villan you're minion Faker than gold plated aluminium I'm Peter Pan tryna find Neverland without Tinkerbell Like when john snow had to leave Winterfell John doe with no help I gotta find myself On the street corner hoping for some better days all the trauma they conflicted, he could never change still the story he that scripted told themlĺ better days And the scenes he dipicted showed the better ways To get a black mind out of a white cage You don't need nine, no need to engage Not tryna be strange, he sedated with rage Road to riches, out the window it all looks the same So I this in vain, kill or be killed Were on crash course, your fates already sealed .……..................THE.END.........................

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