Talking To Myself

Yeah yeah
Talking to myself
Aye

Walk outside drop the beat I'm talking to myself
Invested in my craft while making music for my health
I just dropped a K on that yeah then I make it back uh
You can't negate the facts yeah can't deny my wealth

You about to see you about to learn and thats on me
I could hop on anything and turn it to a masterpiece
Stack the cheese when I'm bored we talking boards charcuterie
Trynna say the rap game been locked up but I done had the key
I ain't gotta break through
I ain't gotta break in
I just gotta stay true
I ain't here to make friends
I'm doing this shit for real uh
Going in for the kill uh
Really be rapping fuck all the capping I'm working til I got a mill uh
Chill uh chill uh
I do this shit for the thrill uh
Money keep stacking ain't ever lacking I'm showing off all of my skills uh
Going up another level I know you peep the way I switch my flow
Day by day I'm taking action whatever it takes I'ma get my dough
They ain't been listening damn you late
Should've been studying taking some notes
Giving back to the world feel like a brand new tree everyday I grow
Everyday I grow everyday I grow
Came from the bottom from under the floor
Ain't no red lights on this beat long as the drums go then I go
You can't stop me you can't rock my shit I got that paper bro
Fuck a best two out of three just one try lets ro-sham-bo
Get me a bag and I double it I'ma keep stuffing it you know I hold my own
Shawty been giving me trouble I'm playing it subtle when she wanna hold my phone

Walk outside drop the beat I'm talking to myself
Invested in my craft while making music for my health
I just dropped a K on that yeah then I make it back uh
You can't negate the facts yeah can't deny my wealth

Young Flaco



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Writer(s): Parker Schaich
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