Don’t talk about it! lyrics
by Ham Sandwich
[Hook]
Deep in the game huh?
Stay away if you a motherf*ckin' lame
Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
And if a motherf*cker try me, he won't be lively for long
I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
[Verse 1]
Gone, I'm at a 7-Eleven, eleven P-M and my momma told me be home at seven
A group of n*ggas in a black truck, engine is revvin'
I got a feeling that they gonna try and send me to heaven
But I was brеd to get the bread and I ain't talkin' unlеavened
And when sh*t be getting sketchy, then I'm drawing my weapon
The chopper been with me so long, i'm 'bout to schedule a wedding
I get it banging every night, the neighbors wish they can deafen
To the dirt, Mike Rowe, hop in the Bruce Wayne
Hunnid on the dash in 9-5 like it's Usain
I just move the money, gettin' new gains
n*ggas usin' old roads, I'm pavin' new lanes
These are old scars, but this is new pain
Look around, I see oldheads and new lames
And new chains, livin' in a mad world, this the new sane
[Hook]
Deep in the game huh?
Stay away if you a motherf*ckin lame
Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
And if a motherf*cker try me, he won't be lively for long
I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
[Verse 2]
I ain't got the time for 'em
If I catch a n*gga slippin', I'ma slide on him
Give that n*gga a bounty, I put a five on him
He get killed by the n*ggas who said they'll die for him (Damn)
This the reason why my circle is restricted
n*ggas movin' obvious, exactly as predicted
n*ggas say they hold the chrome, but they can't even lift it
n*gga bought a Benz today, tomorrow he's evicted
Rounds to his top, I ain't talkin' bout ellipses
But I still avoid the sentence
n*ggas know that I'm a menace
And they be asking for my penance
Rent is due, pay the toll
I can't, make my, wallet, fold
Tennis ballin', gettin' racks
They gon' put me on the map
[Hook]
Deep in the game huh?
Stay away if you a motherf*ckin' lame
Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
And if a motherf*cker try me, he won't be lively for long
I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone