Talk Heavy

I done did a lot of shit in my past life
Moved out the crib at 17 I couldn't act right

Pops locked the door on a nigga that was a bad night
Said if you can't follow the rules you'll live hard life

Hard head but never had a soft ass I kept gunning
Cops try'd boxing me up man I kept running

Never be without on the streets man I kept something
Cocky when the snare get to cracking so I kept drumming

Always kept a 9 or better
Wit bout 9 or better
Act up and catch 9 whenever

Twin Berettas
In case your mans acting clever
Double date
Y'all both can catch 9 together

Stop the liquor
I'm winning and it got you bitter
Try flex I suggest that you reconsider

These shots will do more then destroy ya liver
I'm being Giannis but I ain't no Milwaukee nigga

Far from Jigga but everybody want me to be hov I guess that I'm creating the sequel

Not ola hovito
Is so tho
Now they all checking for me so

I don't wanna hear all the shit that y'all be putting on wax
I been there done that half you niggas is cap

Drugs you done sold or ya Time in the Penn
I know niggas that ain't been home since

Fraud niggas claim they been more bouts then rocky
Fresh pussy same thing they serve at hibachi

Knew he wasn't no stand up nigga why he watch me
Find out he done flipped more years then takashi

Woah is me my pedigree different nigga I stand up
Scared to go to war wit a vet they send they mans up

Crazy how they must of forgot I keep a can tucked
Irony they way that this can open ya mans up

They been begging me to talk like this
I been fly man my father taught me walk like this

Fist knife or gun you take your pick
Aim great wrist curls just to stop that kick

Know they plotting you know I gotta keep my grip
Ain't no way in the work I end up somebody lick

After I hit bounce shawty I won't be no trick
On my daughter I won't stop till I'm rich



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Writer(s): Michael Hatcher
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