All Dat Talk (feat. Chubs Da Don)

KMoney
Running they mouth like they got no sense, yeah
Never shut up, always talking shit, yeah

They be talking
All that talk
All that talk
All that talk, all
All that talk, oh
All that talk
All that talk
Saying everything that comes to their mind
Don't mean a thing, 'cause I'ma be fine
they all gon' talk can't stop it
Putting money in my pockets, all

All that talkin' gon' get you messed up
You so grown pull your pants up
I'ma just keep it a buck
I don't even really give a fuck
Must not know what I'm made of
I'ma let you know I'm paid up
Leave you broke looking real stuck
Still talkin'? Ugh

They stay runnin' they mouth
Always got some that they wanna announce
That's dead, pop out
Tryna see what that talk about
See what's up and down
But careful now
Roots from the south
Don't play around
You being loud
But I can shout
Don't fuck with clowns
Put you in the clouds yeah

They be talking
All that talk
All that talk
All that talk, all
All that talk, oh
All that talk
All that talk

Like they be talkin' talk, but I don't give a fuck
Like they ain't ours ain't one of us, so just in case it's tucked
'Cause I'm young ain't got no trust, and I don't carry lust
Keep it humble strut for strut, was broke my money up
To tact my hoodie up, I'm young don't give a fuck
Multiply we splitting up, 'cause we on different routes
Some soldiers in they clouds, for mama make her proud
Better days are comin' now, the sun show through the clouds

They must be bored
But they keeping my name relevant
And I just ignore
'Cause they building my fame oh

They be talking
All that talk
All that talk
All that talk, all
All that talk, oh
All that talk
All that talk
Saying everything that comes to their mind
Don't mean a thing, 'cause I'ma be fine
They all gon' talk can't stop it
Putting money in my pockets, all
All that talk



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Writer(s): Kendra Williams
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