All Talk
Yeah
You be talking crazy
But you ain't like that
No You ain't like that
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
Yeah
They do t know what's going on
I'm in every lane like them damn truckers
Oh That's ya bitch omma still try to fuck her
I could read her she's a little skeezer
And I Had quit the 9 to 5 all them niggas was a bunch of dick pleasers
Said I'm trynna be a boss fuck being a worker
Since I was a kid I was grinding
Stashing all the racks in the shoebox
And if I spend some racks
Best believe omma make it back
Said I can't be broke I be so sick
Can't even go outside
To much money in the world
I need a piece of the pie
This shit real it's do or die
Yeah it's do or die
Yeah Its do or die
it's do or die
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
Yea
I Just phone call
Someone in the family just died
Heart so cold
I can't even cry
And don't ask questions
Trust me you don't even wonna know why
What's done is done
I leave it in the past
And I be moving antisocial
When I'm on the gas
I wonna be first
But fuck it if I come in last
I never make the same mistake twice
And omma read you first
Cause you see through
Just like a fucking glass
I'm spinning in the benzo
Them Nigga ain't gonna stop me
They looking for a Fly nigga
10-4 Tell them niggas copy
All this fly shit
Got a nigga feeling real cocky
Got a nigga feeling real cocky
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
You be talking crazy
But you ain't like that
No You ain't like that
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
Yeah
They do t know what's going on
I'm in every lane like them damn truckers
Oh That's ya bitch omma still try to fuck her
I could read her she's a little skeezer
And I Had quit the 9 to 5 all them niggas was a bunch of dick pleasers
Said I'm trynna be a boss fuck being a worker
Since I was a kid I was grinding
Stashing all the racks in the shoebox
And if I spend some racks
Best believe omma make it back
Said I can't be broke I be so sick
Can't even go outside
To much money in the world
I need a piece of the pie
This shit real it's do or die
Yeah it's do or die
Yeah Its do or die
it's do or die
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
Yea
I Just phone call
Someone in the family just died
Heart so cold
I can't even cry
And don't ask questions
Trust me you don't even wonna know why
What's done is done
I leave it in the past
And I be moving antisocial
When I'm on the gas
I wonna be first
But fuck it if I come in last
I never make the same mistake twice
And omma read you first
Cause you see through
Just like a fucking glass
I'm spinning in the benzo
Them Nigga ain't gonna stop me
They looking for a Fly nigga
10-4 Tell them niggas copy
All this fly shit
Got a nigga feeling real cocky
Got a nigga feeling real cocky
Ugh
I got a couple niggas I could call
Just to do the crime
Fuck the boys they ain't doing time
Hit the dash, then they moving on
Send a couple racks to port more
Like wahgwan
You all talk you ain't about no action
You sitting on ya ass relaxing
I'm out here chasing all these Jackson's
Out here Chasing all these Jackson's
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Writer(s): Raymond Williamson
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