Let’s Talk lyrics

by

RMC Mike



[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Naturally, I come off arrogant and leave 'em very sick
To you n*ggas I'm like a veteran, ain't no comparisons
They tell me all the time love get you killed, so ain't no sharin'
See the new generation is kinda f*cked 'cause ain't no parentin'
Mm, this sh*t embarrassin', but we can't turn our back on 'em
Don't let that sh*t just come up out your mouth unless you act on it Everybody 'round this b*tch think they the best, let's see the stats on
I stopped pourin' that lean for a lil' while, but, sh*t, I'm back on it Mm, b*tch, I'm back focused, sh*t, b*tch, I'm back rollin'
I can tell you if your pill fake just from the snap on it
My Glock got a binary triggеr, brodie, just tap on it
Expandin' my horizon, pick a beat, bro, l'ma rap on it
They usе love as a disguise to f*ck you over, that sh*t cut deep
All I ever did was showed you my true colors, how it's f*ck me?
Gon' be a cold day in hell before I let you n*ggas touch me
How the f*ck you ain't invested to yourself? You n*ggas dumb, cheap
Steppin' back is sometimes necessary for you to move forward
Sellin' dime bags ain't gettin' nowhere, I'd rather move quarters Some n*ggas came and stole a couple heats, I got a new order
Flint don't wanna see a n*gga win, I'm finna move to Georgia
I want the top, in order to get there, you gotta separate
It don't matter what you goin' through right now, it's gon' be better days
They not f*ckin' with the Murder Mitten, b*tch, we better made
We gon' be some f*ckin' millionaires and that's on everything (b*tch)
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