SiCK tALk lyrics

[Intro]
Once I stopped playing sports, that's when I got hit with the reality of everything
Where I'm from, you feel like you got two options
You gon' play sports, or you gon' do the other thing
When I was fifteen, I knew that I wanted to be something great, but
To be something great in a black community, it almost feels like you have to something bad

[Verse]
Everybody treatin' me like I'm a walking ticket
I want real love around, that sh*t don't cost a penny
Tryna play it like you with me, that sh*t all a gimmick
I hop out, toss it for my n*ggas, you wouldn't toss a nickel
These n*ggas ain't ballin' really, that sh*t all an image
That b*tch thought I wasn't gon' leave, and she done lost a n*gga
That b*tch thought I couldn't ball, now I'm a Boston Celtic
Label used to offer petty, now they talkin' better
I'm out here pressin' every day like no excuses
Better watch that b*tch you call your b*tch, that ho'll use you
I be actin' like I'm happy, but for real, I'm goin' through it
I trust people that I shouldn't in the end, I know I'm stupid
If you only knew, if you only knew
Tryna make it without dying, man, my baby only two
All these n*ggas know is hoop, all these n*ggas know is shoot
All that trappin' trap your mind, man, I hope you know the truth
I get into it with my b*tch, get into it with my mind
I tell 'em that they just a like, they bring me the same drama
Man, these n*ggas can't try me even if Lil' Dej by me
'Cause they know I got some n*ggas that'll go insane 'bout me
I'm a 5 Mile pilot, b*tch, I ride around striker
Man, this sh*t so real, my lil' b*tch dropped out college
Can't put me in check, b*tch, you is not my mama
I've been through so much sh*t, but n*gga, I'm not stopping
(n*gga, never)
[Interlude]
(I'm in the booth right now, n*gga nose stuffy, sick as hell)
(sh*t don't matter)
(Been workin')
(Sick talk)

[Chorus]
n*gga, this that sick talk, let me vent to her
Your mans broke and you rich, n*gga, that ain't his fault
If I was him, EE sweeter than Biscoff
Don't come around with all that di*k suckin', n*gga, get lost
I could be in the club, I'm in this b*tch with Von Classic
I'm tryna pass the ball, you playin' games like John Madden
His baby goin' crazy, know that make my pops happy
Never gave a f*ck, nine times out of ten, b*tch, I'm laughin'
I might smile a lot, but I ain't never played with no n*gga
In the stu' sick as f*ck, my nose sniffin'
Back then, they ain't believe me, so I had to show n*ggas
Now these n*ggas think I'm prolific like I know Nipsey
Thinkin' Lil Nevergreen the hood, man, not the exact block
They grew up in Flat Rock, we grew up with crack rock
I ain't finna love at home with the school and act out
Used to wish that I could vent, now that's what I rap 'bout (No cap, n*gga)

[Outro]
You ever been hurt, n*gga? f*ck bein' broke, n*gga
You ever been hurt, n*gga? Just hurt?
Feel me?
Had nobody to talk to, nobody to vent to, n*gga, I went to the mic
f*ck the rules
Doin' everything I wish I could, n*gga
n*gga, everything you thought I wouldn't
1Up sh*t