Talkin'bout.. (feat. JayAre)

Yea I think we got one

Homebase

You aint even talkin bout nothin
You aint even talkin bout nothin
You aint even

You aint even talkin bout nothin
Unless you talkin bout money
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
And you cant take nothin from me
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
I swear you aint talkin bout nothin

Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea

Homebase alien I dont fuck with earthlings
Spaced out chronic I dont fuck with earth things
Presidential moves catch me in the west wing
Ammo on the switch kevlar in the vesting
We been investing in hoods thats in question
Alphabet boys ride thru we say f them
Pushin in efforts for what we've been destined
Coming for heismans for what we been catching

Pressure with the laces hit em on contact
Travel wit my aces we can do the combat
We dont do the jokers we just do the contracts
Million dollar deals scrollin thru my contacts
Runnin wit the bears you runnin wit the wombats
Dairy ass niggas cause ya pockets be nonfat
Find me in seiza repetitions on the prayer mat
Raised like mowgli staring down bearcats

I dont take a sip unless the water all alkaline
Everything real nothin on pantomime
If we aint knock heads then that nigga aint a friend of mine
Might be on a fast but I'm always on dinner time
I could pack a bag for the summer or the winter time
Conversations different when you standing on the winners line

Niggas running backwards on that Benjamin Button
Talk about somethin you aint talkin bout nothin
Yea yea

I'm talkin bout money
You talkin bout runnin
I'm talkin bout dumpin
You talkin bout frontin

Cmon

You aint talkin bout nothin
You aint even talkin bout nothin
Unless you talkin bout money
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
And you cant take nothin from me
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
I swear you aint talkin bout nothin

Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea Yea

Shout out my zo
I live my life on the road

She been suckin my soul
My soul

Do she even know my name
Thats just the price of fame

What happens when you get change
What happens when you get

Passed up your whole life

All this bread wit no wife
Cold sheets and work nights
Old feet in new nikes
One destination two flights
40 stones wit no ice
One verse I'm too nice
Ay baby this is just life

You aint even talkin bout nothin
Unless you talkin bout money
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
And you cant take nothin from me
Yea yea
You aint even talkin bout nothin
I swear you aint talkin bout nothin

Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea



Credits
Writer(s): Dre Dawson
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