Talkback
I think I'ma drive the Lamb' today
I don't get hyped off a like, been a long week
I had to put the 'Gram away
Focus on the shit that matter, go get the bag
Bring it back for your family's sake
No more stressin', I know the method and I'm down
To spread the word until my family straight
(Ayy, okay, ayy, okay, okay, okay)
Got so many diamonds, they like, "Oh, Lord"
Big business plans in my Goyard
Young and still humble, tryna hold on
Heard 'em talkin' down that shit just roll off
That shit just roll off (that shit just roll off)
I feel so top-tier (I feel so top-tier)
I hear 'em talk down (I hear 'em talk down)
But I do not care (but I do not care)
'Cause when it's full circle, no, I will not spare
It's been a long road (it's been a long)
No, you were not there (no, you were not, no, you were not)
No, you will not dare
Let your mouth get that diarrhea
I see you motherfucker and I wouldn't wanna be you
(I wouldn't wanna be you, ayy, wanna be you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone (ayy)
That ain't cap, he was there (nah, nah)
Loud and clear (loud and clear)
I said, "What's up?" He talked back
"Don't let your enemies throw you off track" (ayy)
No weapon formed, even devilish horns
By the people, I'm sworn
Since the day I was born, motherfuck-
(Look, I ain't gotta say it, yeah)
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone and he don't like ugly
Flawed people hate me but the real niggas love me
I'm speaking your mind 'cause I been through
Everything every other person been through
I've always been the one that my people could vent to
You gotta want it on your own, I can't convince you
I stopped making excuses and speaking on things I don't know
You should do the same, that should be your one goal
Another million, I'ma need a drumroll
Been through the rain without a poncho
And it ain't all about the hundos
But I'ma use them hundos to buy my block
I'll see you at the top
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone (on the phone)
That ain't cap, he was there (nah)
Loud and clear (loud and clear)
I said, "What's up?" (what's up?)
He talked back (He talked back)
Don't let your enemies throw you off track (ayy)
No weapon formed, even devilish horns
By the people, I'm sworn
Since the day I was born, motherfuck-
(Look, I ain't gotta say it, yeah)
Me a couple years ago is not me today
That should come as no surprise
I need answers, I go to God
He talk back
I don't get hyped off a like, been a long week
I had to put the 'Gram away
Focus on the shit that matter, go get the bag
Bring it back for your family's sake
No more stressin', I know the method and I'm down
To spread the word until my family straight
(Ayy, okay, ayy, okay, okay, okay)
Got so many diamonds, they like, "Oh, Lord"
Big business plans in my Goyard
Young and still humble, tryna hold on
Heard 'em talkin' down that shit just roll off
That shit just roll off (that shit just roll off)
I feel so top-tier (I feel so top-tier)
I hear 'em talk down (I hear 'em talk down)
But I do not care (but I do not care)
'Cause when it's full circle, no, I will not spare
It's been a long road (it's been a long)
No, you were not there (no, you were not, no, you were not)
No, you will not dare
Let your mouth get that diarrhea
I see you motherfucker and I wouldn't wanna be you
(I wouldn't wanna be you, ayy, wanna be you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone (ayy)
That ain't cap, he was there (nah, nah)
Loud and clear (loud and clear)
I said, "What's up?" He talked back
"Don't let your enemies throw you off track" (ayy)
No weapon formed, even devilish horns
By the people, I'm sworn
Since the day I was born, motherfuck-
(Look, I ain't gotta say it, yeah)
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone and he don't like ugly
Flawed people hate me but the real niggas love me
I'm speaking your mind 'cause I been through
Everything every other person been through
I've always been the one that my people could vent to
You gotta want it on your own, I can't convince you
I stopped making excuses and speaking on things I don't know
You should do the same, that should be your one goal
Another million, I'ma need a drumroll
Been through the rain without a poncho
And it ain't all about the hundos
But I'ma use them hundos to buy my block
I'll see you at the top
Ayy, I just spoke to God on the phone (on the phone)
That ain't cap, he was there (nah)
Loud and clear (loud and clear)
I said, "What's up?" (what's up?)
He talked back (He talked back)
Don't let your enemies throw you off track (ayy)
No weapon formed, even devilish horns
By the people, I'm sworn
Since the day I was born, motherfuck-
(Look, I ain't gotta say it, yeah)
Me a couple years ago is not me today
That should come as no surprise
I need answers, I go to God
He talk back
Credits
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner, Dominic James Miller, Jakob Rabitsch, Michael Jemitope Abiola Olusol Orabiyi, Ricardo Valdez Jr. Valentine, Nicholas Fahey Veinoglou
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