Talk
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Pussy got my name in his mouth, ok
Be the same ones tryna give me dap, ok
If my niggas show up to yo fucking house, ok
You be tryna talk and have us hear you out, ok
They be hating I ain't been up on that shit, right
They want a nigga to go across fucking shit, right
Gotta let these niggas talk, they hating throwing salt
Look, jealousy and envy it fucking with they thoughts
My father told me fuck these niggas always strap up my dick
And never tell these hoes yo business cause they running they lips
Marathon to the check these niggas mindset on sprint
Like how the fuck you got on Louie, but ya pockets is spent
Contracts from contacts is your artist net-worth
Network before the money, you ain't counting checks first
Reverse hustling sickness
Home state the illest witness
10 percent consist of music
90 left go handle business
I looked up to niggas thinking they was on some hot shit
Was riding round causing issues, yea on some pop shit
Smaller market bigger impact, yea it's sure to pop quick
And all these local shows for love, I suggest you stop it
Love
I learned to let these niggas talk
(I make the best music)
(Nigga shut the fuck up nigga. Music is more than that shit nigga. We got more shit to do nigga.)
I said I learned to let these niggas talk
(GQ I wanna get on the next show let me get on your show)
(Nigga fuck the show nigga, where yo money at nigga?)
Daddy said no tricking on bitches
I'm back to back with the hits
You always talking and bitchin'
I found some bitches to flip
Catch me moving, catch 22 it
You blew it, you stupid
On my momma I'm grinding the city mine that's bet
You talking bullshit how that pay
You in the way
Been on records since 7th grade this ain't phase
Through the dub with the tint
You a pussy a bitch
I'm pulling up on yo shit
Kick door for the lick
That's why that
Pussy got my name in his mouth, ok
Be the same ones tryna give me dap, ok
If my niggas show up to yo fucking house, ok
You be tryna talk and have us hear you out, ok
They be hating I ain't been up on that shit, right
They want a nigga to go across fucking shit, right
Gotta let these niggas talk, they hating throwing salt
Look, jealousy and envy, it fucking with they thoughts
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Pussy got my name in his mouth, ok
Be the same ones tryna give me dap, ok
If my niggas show up to yo fucking house, ok
You be tryna talk and have us hear you out, ok
They be hating I ain't been up on that shit, right
They want a nigga to go across fucking shit, right
Gotta let these niggas talk, they hating throwing salt
Look, jealousy and envy it fucking with they thoughts
My father told me fuck these niggas always strap up my dick
And never tell these hoes yo business cause they running they lips
Marathon to the check these niggas mindset on sprint
Like how the fuck you got on Louie, but ya pockets is spent
Contracts from contacts is your artist net-worth
Network before the money, you ain't counting checks first
Reverse hustling sickness
Home state the illest witness
10 percent consist of music
90 left go handle business
I looked up to niggas thinking they was on some hot shit
Was riding round causing issues, yea on some pop shit
Smaller market bigger impact, yea it's sure to pop quick
And all these local shows for love, I suggest you stop it
Love
I learned to let these niggas talk
(I make the best music)
(Nigga shut the fuck up nigga. Music is more than that shit nigga. We got more shit to do nigga.)
I said I learned to let these niggas talk
(GQ I wanna get on the next show let me get on your show)
(Nigga fuck the show nigga, where yo money at nigga?)
Daddy said no tricking on bitches
I'm back to back with the hits
You always talking and bitchin'
I found some bitches to flip
Catch me moving, catch 22 it
You blew it, you stupid
On my momma I'm grinding the city mine that's bet
You talking bullshit how that pay
You in the way
Been on records since 7th grade this ain't phase
Through the dub with the tint
You a pussy a bitch
I'm pulling up on yo shit
Kick door for the lick
That's why that
Pussy got my name in his mouth, ok
Be the same ones tryna give me dap, ok
If my niggas show up to yo fucking house, ok
You be tryna talk and have us hear you out, ok
They be hating I ain't been up on that shit, right
They want a nigga to go across fucking shit, right
Gotta let these niggas talk, they hating throwing salt
Look, jealousy and envy, it fucking with they thoughts
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
Said I learned to let these niggas talk
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Writer(s): Marquez Flowers
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