Talkin' 'Bout (feat. Armani White)

I got the souce, drip me takin' pictures then delete it when them
Niggas start to act, so it keep me in the tact
Shit still pop pills, pilin' up the beacon till the deacon out the back
I don't even got a pack, blew him out the race again

White boy back to snatch the niggas chains again
But it ain't your main, it's Wayne back to playin' to friends
If I ain't hit it then I hit it with a change of plans
My plan's like I leave my faith before I'm jumpin' in the audience

I bought a couple dutches, let us up, it's more than tardiness
My target often turn to a toss-up with every broad I pick
I'm stirrin' up a ruckus, cussin', fussin' in an argument
Ah, wash it down with crowd, drownin' down the town

Countin' down the miles, boxin' out yourself
Bound for bound with loud shakin' asses now
Blah, blah, blah, blah

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I heard you got a poppin' rhythm, well, fuck, I got a problem with him
Max, please turn out the silence of the magazine and dial him in
Tell him, nigga, look like a piranha bit him
Apply pressure to niggas who slept on this nigga
You rest and end up like the rest of them niggas
They ask who in town, but don't question this nigga

50 seconds, if they reppin', give them references and
Shake them off the list, I just needed confirmation
Lately I been switchin' up the combinations
Couple girls wasn't givin' me the time of day

Now it's that one-night condo thing
I guess the times have changed, I keep on hearin' bout the finer things
And I feel like I'm just a finder, wait, still tryin' to find a way
My baby beat him on the diamond chain, because my condom missing
Keep up with my condom missing, I got to say

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout

I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout
I can't show you what's up in my mind
I can only tell you what I'm talkin' bout



Credits
Writer(s): Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Matthew Muirhead, David Parks, Leonardo Pellegrino, Enoch Armani Tolbert
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