Talk About It (feat. Louisville's Red)
(Cedes hit the ting)
In the wood
Yea, aye, aye, what, aye look red
I put my pressure in the wood, I did the best I could
(Bring me one of them woods cuz)
Aye, look, huh
I put my pressure in a wood
I did the best I could
Used to hit licks
Til me & my dawg got robbed during a jugg
I ain't even sob
Cuz you can't even be sorry when karma comes
Especially when you know you deserve it
If that bitch ain't badder than my bitch
You know ima curve her
But if she got her mind open
Then you know ima learn her
Nowadays fam, you know you can't move without burners
And y'all gone be forever lost
Because y'all move without purpose
Y'all gone be forever trapped
Y'all out here moving in circles
For the pain fam
I know you wanna pop you a perc, but you gotta feel me
Bro 20 I'm tryn help him see
30 I pray he hear me
For the love of that dirtiest money
This shit get filthy
Is y'all gone ride
We all from the bottom, how's it logic we got beef with the other side
Is y'all gone slide
Shit it ain't nothing, I go to war or do whatever behind me & mines
Is y'all gone ride, we going straight to the top
We don't see y'all we just on the grind
Is y'all gone ride, y'all gone die behind that almighty dollar sign
Look, sitting back I'm smoking (yea)
Thinking about my brother (yea)
I never usually do this but my nigga got that potion
Bitch I'm laughin wait, sit back in stackin (yea)
Laughin at you bitches
In my hood I'm like what's crackin
You Don't know me by my government (yea)
Twin he on some other shit (yea)
I tell my bros I love em (love em)
Nigga thicker than my cousin (cousin)
Nigga coming through like fuck it (yea)
But I trust em (trust em)
If I tell 'em he gone bust it
Like it's nothing the people watchin' (yea)
I think it's funny
Nigga stop it (yea), quit pocket watchin'
That shit ain't coo (yea)
Got you worrying bout them colors
Got me wearing blue (blue)
Laughing at you niggas cause you know it's true
You know you need to learn to be selfish
You gotta get your food (food)
Yo people playing (yea), I keep a rocket (rocket)
You get what I'm sayin (yea)
Let's make a profit (let's make a profit)
I got the brand (got the brand)
I come with the hot shit (yea)
Then we get the fans (yea)
They gon' come cop it (fasho)
Is y'all gone ride
We all from the bottom
How's it logic we got beef with the other side
Is y'all gone slide
Shit it ain't nothing
I go to war or do whatever behind me & mines
In the wood
Yea, aye, aye, what, aye look red
I put my pressure in the wood, I did the best I could
(Bring me one of them woods cuz)
Aye, look, huh
I put my pressure in a wood
I did the best I could
Used to hit licks
Til me & my dawg got robbed during a jugg
I ain't even sob
Cuz you can't even be sorry when karma comes
Especially when you know you deserve it
If that bitch ain't badder than my bitch
You know ima curve her
But if she got her mind open
Then you know ima learn her
Nowadays fam, you know you can't move without burners
And y'all gone be forever lost
Because y'all move without purpose
Y'all gone be forever trapped
Y'all out here moving in circles
For the pain fam
I know you wanna pop you a perc, but you gotta feel me
Bro 20 I'm tryn help him see
30 I pray he hear me
For the love of that dirtiest money
This shit get filthy
Is y'all gone ride
We all from the bottom, how's it logic we got beef with the other side
Is y'all gone slide
Shit it ain't nothing, I go to war or do whatever behind me & mines
Is y'all gone ride, we going straight to the top
We don't see y'all we just on the grind
Is y'all gone ride, y'all gone die behind that almighty dollar sign
Look, sitting back I'm smoking (yea)
Thinking about my brother (yea)
I never usually do this but my nigga got that potion
Bitch I'm laughin wait, sit back in stackin (yea)
Laughin at you bitches
In my hood I'm like what's crackin
You Don't know me by my government (yea)
Twin he on some other shit (yea)
I tell my bros I love em (love em)
Nigga thicker than my cousin (cousin)
Nigga coming through like fuck it (yea)
But I trust em (trust em)
If I tell 'em he gone bust it
Like it's nothing the people watchin' (yea)
I think it's funny
Nigga stop it (yea), quit pocket watchin'
That shit ain't coo (yea)
Got you worrying bout them colors
Got me wearing blue (blue)
Laughing at you niggas cause you know it's true
You know you need to learn to be selfish
You gotta get your food (food)
Yo people playing (yea), I keep a rocket (rocket)
You get what I'm sayin (yea)
Let's make a profit (let's make a profit)
I got the brand (got the brand)
I come with the hot shit (yea)
Then we get the fans (yea)
They gon' come cop it (fasho)
Is y'all gone ride
We all from the bottom
How's it logic we got beef with the other side
Is y'all gone slide
Shit it ain't nothing
I go to war or do whatever behind me & mines
Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Lee
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