Too Much Talkin

Look here
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Feed me something new, I don't need the same meal
Half of us blind to truth and really can't tell
When you sticking to your shit you really can't fail
Instead of putting shit together that don't blend well
Came up from the gutter, we don't know no hotel
House party, house party, hop on the bail (house party)
Liquor burn my liver, I deliver like the mail
Bitch, why you being cell

Bitch, hang up on the cell, quick
Got a minute politic, it's a real short list
If you can't afford this, you can count on 'em all in
Money real long, so you know I'm gon' spend
And you know I reign true, saying when it's gon' end?
See the man with a scope on his lens?
That'll be my cousin, and you know we all kin
Numbers going up, and you know I'm on ten (hey)

Too much talking, too much talking
Ain't nobody tryna hear all that (no)
If I don't answer, I'll call back
But if I don't, I bet you think I'm all that (shit)
This is how it is when you poor black (poor black)
This is how it is when I fall back (fall back)
It's too much talking, it's too much talking
And I'm not afraid to record that

Too much talking, too much talking
Ain't nobody tryna hear all that (no)
If I don't answer, I'll call back
But if I don't, I bet you think I'm all that (shit)
This is how it is when you poor black (poor black)
This is how it is when I fall back (fall back)
It's too much talking, it's too much talking
And I'm not afraid to record that

All these records labels tryna put me on consignment
I been on the block tryin' to earn of the diamond
Had to change a bit of my environment
'Til the only way I move is flying private
Stubborn man, and a tad misguided
Before I made a band, I was a man from the bottom
Full throttle, the best know the threshold
Since I touch down, gassed up, Texaco

Shut it down, syndicated, feel me out in Mexico
That's skinny light, eyes low when I hit the dope
Find your own identity you people not original
Took a little trip, out in LA it's identical
When I got the rock, bounce with the give and go
Got a song, Bounce, YSL on the zippers bro
By the way, honestly, this like a ritual
See the team in the V, speeding off, here we go (hey)

Too much talking, too much talking
Ain't nobody tryna hear all that (no)
If I don't answer, I'll call back
But if I don't, I bet you think I'm all that (shit)
This is how it is when you poor black (poor black)
This is how it is when I fall back (fall back)
It's too much talking, it's too much talking
And I'm not afraid to record that

Too much talking, too much talking
Ain't nobody tryna hear all that (no)
If I don't answer, I'll call back (ring, ring, ring)
But if I don't, I bet you think I'm all that (shit)
This is how it is when you poor black (poor black)
This is how it is when I fall back (fall back)
It's too much talking, it's too much talking
And I'm not afraid to record that

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Yo, yo

Shut your mouth (hey, hey)
Shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Too much talking
And I'm not afraid to record that



Credits
Writer(s): Erick Elliott, James Blake
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