Boss Talk

Thats that boss talk
When you they hear me speaking
They be listening
Itz a boss talking
It aint bout no money
What they saying
What they talking bout
When Im on da phone
With DMO
Thats a mob call
Bougie now
Cant no broke bitchez
Get in my car
Keep few plugs
In my call log
Not Bruce Willis
When I go ima die hard
Thanks for the fake love
Now I got no heart
Jooging down the drive
Down the Ave
And the boulevard

I was out there
On many missions
I been on my grizzy
For a minute
All the dirt I did
The moneys why I did it
I swore she was da one
Thought she loved a nigga
But she didnt
Im fucked up
But I dont need a therapist
All this anger in me
I can be a terrorist
In my bag
cause being broke is embarrassing
You hella fake boy
Yo chain aint got no carrots in it
They hate see me winning so
They hating on my glow
I be right by a pole so
Its harder to stop my pulse
Why they always talking bout
My business like a hoe
Got the blammy but
Ill still beat yo ass like the hulk
She be telling me she love me
But she know I dont believe it
I be doing bitchez wrong
Cause my heart is all in pieces
Turned ya back on me so
Im siding with the evil
A forty or a nine
Will have flying with the eagles

Thats that boss talk
When you they hear me speaking
They be listening
Itz a boss talking
It aint bout no money
What they saying
What they talking bout
When Im on the phone
With DMO
Thats a mob call
Bougie now
Cant no broke bitchez
Get in my car
Keep few plugs
In my call log
Not Bruce Willis
When I go ima die hard
Thanks for the fake love
Now I got no heart
Jooging down the drive
Down the Ave
And da boulevard

They always told me
Real G's move in silence
So Im tryna buy a pistol
With a silencer
Dont want no trouble
Cause I dont wanna do calendars
Doing dirt in America
Better keep it off camera
Feed off of my pride
Do it what I need to survive
Sometimes
To show you winning
Is just staying alive
Friends become ya enemies
Watch how you approaching
I been getting money
Way before this covid shit
It brought all the scammers
To the government
It made became
A better hustler
For real nigga
Me and Dmo on face time
Talking bout figures
Money over pussy
We using thottys just for fitness
I aint never know
I was gon come as far as I did
Invest in myself
All money in like the crip
Put in that work now
My name hold weight like a gym
Music with substance
I know you hear me dropping gems

Thats that boss talk
When you they hear me speaking
They be listening
Itz a boss talking
It aint bout no money
What they saying
What they talking bout
When Im on da phone
With DMO
Thats a mob call
Bougie now
Cant no broke bitchez
Get in my car
Keep few plugs
In my call log
Not Bruce Willis
When I go ima die hard
Thanks for the fake love
Now I got no heart
Jooging down da drive
Down da Ave
And da boulevard



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Wallace Iii
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