Talk To Em lyrics

[Intro]
(Remedy)
Yeah
(Okay, Carter, talk to 'em)

[Verse 1]
Let me talk to 'em, huh
Rest in peace Lil Keed, let talk to him
Them lil' chumps don't understand 'cause it's boss music
Had to weather through that storm, I just walked through it
Yeah, n*gga, for that bag, I'm in hot pursuit
Diamond ring, diamond chains, how you wanna do it?
If a n*gga got some P's, I can help you move it
Had to boss my life up, I got tired of losin'
Yeah, if you in them streets, you won't find love
Acceptin' sh*t for what it is, it ain't how it was
Label tryna lowball me, I ain't tryna budge
Just put a 50 on a Glock, that's a honey bun
Yeah, Cartis on my face, I can feel the tension
Jealousy is a disease, I done seen plenty
Sometimes a n*gga can't even help it because that sh*t be in him
Gotta watch out for them snakes tryna suck the venom

[Chorus]
Yeah, n*gga, progress
Get that head up out your heart, it ain't your time yet
Fake love from real homies hard to digest
I'm on a search for loyalty, where you find that?
Yeah, big house, put it on a hill
Who with you when you tell 'em no, that's how you know who real
I got a couple real n*ggas waitin' on appeal
They been through it, you can't tell a n*gga how it feel
[Verse 2]
Yeah, play this on my driveway, this that sleeve music
Yeah, at the roundtable, how the G's do it
Sometimes I think like damn, how would Gz do it? Huh
Gotta keep sh*t player and just keep it movin'
Yeah, you know that pressure on him
You know your mans'll snake you out for that pot of gold
My n*ggas marchin' like a band, but we rock and roll
Baby, is that sh*t real or a silicone?
I won't talk about no whips that you don't see me in
I miss cuz, he had the Porsche with the frog lenses
'Member the boys got behind us, you would not surrender
I know the money got me talkin', you can't comprehend it
I done seen real n*ggas give on they hustlin'
I done seen real women give up on they husband
I done seen fake n*ggas tryna keep it bubblin'
But that sh*t done last long, they don't got no muscle

[Chorus]
Yeah, n*gga, progress
Get that head up out your heart, it ain't your time yet
Fake love from real homies hard to digest
I'm on a search for loyalty, where you find that?
Yeah, big house, put it on a hill
Who with you when you tell 'em no, that's how you know who real
I got a couple real n*ggas waitin' on appeal
They been through it, you can't tell a n*gga how it feel