Pill Talk lyrics

by

TEC


Ay
I told that b*tch she cute
I don't like to get in the booth while I'm on a pill
sh*t make me keep it too real, ya hurd me?

[Chorus]
I was out my mind thinking that that sh*t could go right
Knowin' I been thuggin' b*tches like my whole life
You said that karma would come back and you was so right
No price charming, I got b*tches snortin' snow white
I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life
Go get a bag or forever be a low life
I do that dash, push the pedal to the floor like
Cuban cost thirty bands, make that back on a slow night

[Verse 1]
Tote a pistol, hold chop bullets but it's so light
They gun fightin' , where me from we don't use no knives
Ready to blow but gotta watch out for patrol lights
b*tches will take your whole life, just got off patrol aight (parol aight)
Can't get caught with it but can't get caught without that b*tch
Had to run my bag up in B.R. and get out that b*tch
We still with all that sh*t
Now, I pass thought in bently's to show lil n*ggas you can ball like this
Gone run 'em up 'till I lay in my death bed
Shawty we can f*ck but you give the best head, and I need some
I get it y'all but if I fall who gone give me some?
Say you my dog but only call when you need some
I can't believe my uncle stole from me
Watch my momma thug n*ggas, put my trust in no woman
I gave my heart, it wasn't enough, they want my soul from me
I cut 'em off like f*ck 'em all and go get mo' money
I went and got it but ain't get to college
I went through robbin', sellin' drugs
Wasn't gettin sh*t from rhymin'
Devil tried to kill me, throw in jail but God kept me strivin'
Made out that environment, built an empire, and I just signed a deal with Gozzy
b*tch why you be trippin', actin like these hoes gone [?] for your position?
You ungrateful and you lazy, ain't even work for your position, hoe
I could waste my time and have a baby with a different hoe
Tried to throw a lifejacket and say I was trippin, oh
[Chorus]
I was out my mind thinking that that sh*t could go right
Knowin' I been thuggin' b*tches like my whole life
You said that karma would come back and you was so right
No price charming, I got b*tches snortin' snow white
I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life
Go get a bag or forever be a low life
I do that dash, push the pedal to the floor like (skrrt)
Cuban cost thirty bands, make that back on a slow night
(Ya)

You know
Haha
Gang sh*t, Hussein sh*t I mean
You know, nation sh*t, nun' come in between
Ya, we gone stand on that sh*t by any means
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