Global Talk

When you speakin on me, speak facts, or shut up fr (Speak facts)
Been thru sum shit that'll have ya mind fucked up fr (I swear)
Arkansas where I'm from, Bitch we cut up fr (The South)
Started rapping, I lowkey done lucked up fr (On God)
Just cuz you broke, don't make you a peon (Talk to em)
And just cuz you got money, don't make you a BOS (Facts)
Gotta bounce right back after taking a loss (Keep pushin)
I was 14 in the field catching plays like moss (Randy)

They counted me out, now I'm countin up, and it's lovely (Look at me now)
Can't tell me shit, I feel like no nigga above me (Can't tell me shit)
Let em talk all they want, only god can judge me (IDGAF)
Gotta real ass bitch say she tryna love me (No cap)
And I got plenty much love, it ain't never too much (Never)
Dis shit game over, in done found my touch (It's ova wit)
Tryna play me pussy, ain't no thang such (Wat else)
Catch a body like I'm back hoopin at Hutch (A Body)
Brinkley nigga, but right now I'm posted in Conway (I am)
Ball on the westside just like Delonte (On the westside)
Niggas aint fuckin wit me foreal, I'm goated
Just smoked a wood full of Za, shit got me loaded
Shit got me loaded, I'm high as hell
Pop out wit the gang, we fly as hell
Send a fuck boy up and let em sail (He gone)
Move in silence, don't leave em a trail (Shhh)
Niggas not keeping it street, they snitchin in trial (They rats)
My young nigga packin sum heat, and he shoot like Kyle (Lowry)
They gave me a inch, and I took a mile (A inch)
Ain't shit sweet, it's pain behind this smile(Pain)
See y'all got to be kids, I grew up fast (Quick)
I came a long ass way when I look at my past (A long way)
Wouldn't be who I am if I ain't have growth
In global I trust, I stand on that oath (On god)
Coming for everything that they said I couldn't have
Was in the D tryna ball like a gahdamn Mav
Im like a college professor when I'm in the lab
Finna hit the rap game with a hook and a jab
Give a fuck bout a feature, I ain't tryna collab
Every chance that I get, I'm perfecting my craft
If I was on my shit, could've been in the draft
It's GMO, nigga yeen part of the staff (On Gang)

When you speakin on me, speak facts, or shut up fr (Speak facts)
Been thru some shit that'll have ya mind fucked up fr (I swear)
Arkansas where I'm from, Bitch we cut up fr (The South)
Started rapping, I lowkey done lucked up fr (On God)
Just cuz you broke, don't make you a peon (Talk to em)
And just cuz you got money, don't make you a BOS (Facts)
Gotta bounce right back after taking a loss (Keep pushin)
I was 14 in the field catching plays like Moss (Randy)



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Writer(s): Keshawn Ward
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