Talkin Crazy
Deja D
Y'all already know
I got now not next
Check it, DJ Tay B. turn this mf up
You're in the mix with the one and only
Lately I been ducked off like a fitted sheet just tucked off
Seeing shit for what it really is, you on fuck shit so it's fuck off
The ones I loved the most did me the worse
It cut me deep it, left me hurt
Wanted to spazz but I stayed quiet
Just put my feelings in a hearse
Or maybe put em in my purse
Fuck it I put em in my verse
Sometimes I thought I was cursed
And wish that I could reverse the time
Straddling that thin line between love and hate
Bitches know that I'm pressure
So they wanna stop the kid from just being great
But it's too late now, I done tied up my shoe lace now
Flintstone with my feet
I'm running shit don't need the brakes now
Held it up for the people that really prayed hard to see me break down
Bitches thought they was cute
But only poppin shit from the waist down
Gotta put people in they place now
It's boundaries no over stepping
Safe to say I learned a lesson
Tossing niggas out like they a salad and forgot the dressing
No addressing lame shit cause it'll come out soon like a confession
I ain't pressing shit unless it's my hair I ain't into sweating
Come correct like a green check
Or ima hit the eject
Done came a long way with this shit
Sometimes I gotta reflect
Sitting on these bitches chest I'm something like a v neck
And I'm just getting started you ain't seen the best of me yet
They say I'm talking crazy
Nah, I'm just speaking facts though
Had the cut my grass to let the snakes show
Had the cut the ties or else I can't grow
It's been a lack of the real make me think that it's a drought
Don't come my way with lame shit cause ima make ya reroute
I got people that count me in and it's some that count me out
I'm the whole deal these tricks is half off like a discount
I'm being stingy with my energy
I know these people envy me
Giving cold shoulders to a hater with some up they sleeve
Access to me you'll never see
Too close to me you'll never be
I'm gliding pass these tricks like I was sliding on a jet ski
Can't check me
Unless you got a check for me
Making chess moves so you can keep the checkers preferably
Don't let em in my mix so they bring hater shit and jealousy
Can't do it how it do cause I'm the sauce for this here recipe
Respectfully
Cut from a different cloth
Ima different fabric in a different bracket
A real star like Patrick, super classic never been ya average
I'm focus on my goals I jump on it like a bunny rabbit
Too cold so where's my jacket poppin my shit became a habit
I done turnt up a notch
I cannot mess around
If you play then you lay
I'm not fucking with clowns
Running shit like relay
It's been up never down
Tell em I need my crown
They say i'm talking crazy
Nah, i'm just speaking facts though
Had the cut my grass to let the snakes show
Had the cut the ties or else I can't grow
Let's go
From the 870 to the 501
Ain't nobody puttin it down like
It's Deja D in this bitch
Ya'll already know wtf goin on mane
DJ Tay B
I'm in this thang
Can't turn me down
It's up
Y'all already know
I got now not next
Check it, DJ Tay B. turn this mf up
You're in the mix with the one and only
Lately I been ducked off like a fitted sheet just tucked off
Seeing shit for what it really is, you on fuck shit so it's fuck off
The ones I loved the most did me the worse
It cut me deep it, left me hurt
Wanted to spazz but I stayed quiet
Just put my feelings in a hearse
Or maybe put em in my purse
Fuck it I put em in my verse
Sometimes I thought I was cursed
And wish that I could reverse the time
Straddling that thin line between love and hate
Bitches know that I'm pressure
So they wanna stop the kid from just being great
But it's too late now, I done tied up my shoe lace now
Flintstone with my feet
I'm running shit don't need the brakes now
Held it up for the people that really prayed hard to see me break down
Bitches thought they was cute
But only poppin shit from the waist down
Gotta put people in they place now
It's boundaries no over stepping
Safe to say I learned a lesson
Tossing niggas out like they a salad and forgot the dressing
No addressing lame shit cause it'll come out soon like a confession
I ain't pressing shit unless it's my hair I ain't into sweating
Come correct like a green check
Or ima hit the eject
Done came a long way with this shit
Sometimes I gotta reflect
Sitting on these bitches chest I'm something like a v neck
And I'm just getting started you ain't seen the best of me yet
They say I'm talking crazy
Nah, I'm just speaking facts though
Had the cut my grass to let the snakes show
Had the cut the ties or else I can't grow
It's been a lack of the real make me think that it's a drought
Don't come my way with lame shit cause ima make ya reroute
I got people that count me in and it's some that count me out
I'm the whole deal these tricks is half off like a discount
I'm being stingy with my energy
I know these people envy me
Giving cold shoulders to a hater with some up they sleeve
Access to me you'll never see
Too close to me you'll never be
I'm gliding pass these tricks like I was sliding on a jet ski
Can't check me
Unless you got a check for me
Making chess moves so you can keep the checkers preferably
Don't let em in my mix so they bring hater shit and jealousy
Can't do it how it do cause I'm the sauce for this here recipe
Respectfully
Cut from a different cloth
Ima different fabric in a different bracket
A real star like Patrick, super classic never been ya average
I'm focus on my goals I jump on it like a bunny rabbit
Too cold so where's my jacket poppin my shit became a habit
I done turnt up a notch
I cannot mess around
If you play then you lay
I'm not fucking with clowns
Running shit like relay
It's been up never down
Tell em I need my crown
They say i'm talking crazy
Nah, i'm just speaking facts though
Had the cut my grass to let the snakes show
Had the cut the ties or else I can't grow
Let's go
From the 870 to the 501
Ain't nobody puttin it down like
It's Deja D in this bitch
Ya'll already know wtf goin on mane
DJ Tay B
I'm in this thang
Can't turn me down
It's up
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Writer(s): Deja Dixson
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