TALK ABOUT IT

Oh you fuckin with tayo frost now
Tayo
Feeling pissed right now
Bout to put yo ass on the list right now
I'm the shit right now
Hey dog come check out my fit right now
See you switch right now
All the dogs turn they back on the kid right now
And you wish right now
I'm the reason that ya bitch gettin rizzed right now
Come and get on my level
Yea i took a few years just to find my treble
And the weed too loud like metal
I been working too hard just to cop my bezzle
Feeling alienated and way way too jaded
I should just get faded
But fuck it i know that Ill hate it
I've stated and rated yo bitch on the internet waitin
Look momma i made it
You thought i was dead and gone but you never know
Stockin up the heat waiting for that shit to blow
You cant speak my money dog you shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Yea
When im high feelin low bout to pop my shit
Its been way too fuckin long since i got this lit
You cant speak my truth dog shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Aw yea
I take a blunt to the face
I brought yo bitch to my place
Told her to pour up the ace
Still on my tongue is her taste
She be on top i'm the base
Drippin the pussy in lace
Feel like i'm running a race
But i'm the one being chased
Cause all these bad hoes and these closed doors
They be stealing my light
She go on all fours and with no drawers
With the body that's tight
Its just all these ideas turn to nightmares
When i'm awake at night
They giving me grey hairs caused i stayed there
When i shoulda took flight
Alright
You thought i was dead and gone but you never know
Stockin up the heat waiting for that shit to blow
You cant speak my money dog you shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Yea
When i'm high feelin low bout to pop my shit
Its been way too fuckin long since i got this lit
You cant speak my truth dog shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Aw yea
See me winnin
Got yo bitch out here she grinning
I am finished
Done with lies i'm told a young boy out here livin
I'm the reverend
Its too bad that i just got done finished sinning
When i give it
She gon scream that i ain't ever gonna fit in
God dammit
Back in the day big skill was a little bit timid
But Lately its been crazy shit don't phase me
I get livid
Bitch don't test me
Boy i ball so hard ill win an espy
Best be
Backin up before i back and forth and get messy
You thought i was dead and gone but you never know
Stockin up the heat waiting for that shit to blow
You cant speak my money dog you shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Yea
When i'm high feelin low bout to pop my shit
Its been way too fuckin long since i got this lit
You cant speak my truth dog shouldn't even talk about it
Talk about it
Aw yea



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