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Can I talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Pregnant out of wedlock and she don't like dat
A good girl but I ain't ready to wife dat
I got divas in my DM's I ain't write back
I got demons deep inside I gotta fight back
I said a nigga out the game and went right back
Money was tight and baby my dreams are big
Music don't fund itself and plus you havin my kid
Look
Ima hustla baby you see it in my eyes
Real talk, I'm jus a rapper in disguise
I ain't braggin about it it's jus the way it is
It's fucked up but bein broke ain't no way to live
In this life you only gon get whatchu give
My bed is made, I jus pray that the Lord forgive
Deep diver had to learn how to swim
Might as well make a profit if we all gonna sin
I Started flippin dem packs and thuggin it for my ends
Can I talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
L's come wit the game
Took L wit the dog food 'nother loss wit the Cain
Fronted me 2 bands you trusted me wit the flip
I sent dat shit down to Florida thinkin it was legit
And 2 months later my nigga ain't make shit
You askin me where yo money but baby you knew the risk
I'll get it back and then some you lose and you win some
I need help pls Lord will you send some
I feel the weight, both of my arms is heavy
I carry my fathers sins so as a boy I was ready
Ready to show and prove I can't afford to lose
I got a baby on the way I gotta fix how I move
I fell in Love wit the hustle and I neglected you
But even at my worse never disrespected you
Hold me down and not jus cause you expected to
Forgive all of my sins and be my blessin too
Can I talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Pregnant out of wedlock and she don't like dat
A good girl but I ain't ready to wife dat
I got divas in my DM's I ain't write back
I got demons deep inside I gotta fight back
I said a nigga out the game and went right back
Money was tight and baby my dreams are big
Music don't fund itself and plus you havin my kid
Look
Ima hustla baby you see it in my eyes
Real talk, I'm jus a rapper in disguise
I ain't braggin about it it's jus the way it is
It's fucked up but bein broke ain't no way to live
In this life you only gon get whatchu give
My bed is made, I jus pray that the Lord forgive
Deep diver had to learn how to swim
Might as well make a profit if we all gonna sin
I Started flippin dem packs and thuggin it for my ends
Can I talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
L's come wit the game
Took L wit the dog food 'nother loss wit the Cain
Fronted me 2 bands you trusted me wit the flip
I sent dat shit down to Florida thinkin it was legit
And 2 months later my nigga ain't make shit
You askin me where yo money but baby you knew the risk
I'll get it back and then some you lose and you win some
I need help pls Lord will you send some
I feel the weight, both of my arms is heavy
I carry my fathers sins so as a boy I was ready
Ready to show and prove I can't afford to lose
I got a baby on the way I gotta fix how I move
I fell in Love wit the hustle and I neglected you
But even at my worse never disrespected you
Hold me down and not jus cause you expected to
Forgive all of my sins and be my blessin too
Can I talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
Ya
Let me talk to ya
Would I be a fool if I gave my heart to ya
If you knew the truth would that be a start to ya
Or would you disappear if it got dark to ya
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Writer(s): Dominique Fenstermacher
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