Been About It lyrics

by

Scrim


[Intro]
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hanging with some b*tches I don't even know
I just made a mil' about a week ago
f*ck the IRS, I rather keep it, bro
I got ways to handle sh*t that you don't need to know
Yeah, when I'm out poling, keep my face covered
$licky out the gutter, I don't feel nothing
Them bustas ain't my brothers, ha, real funny
People rain change when they see money
Don't ever try and play me with the sucka sh*t
See that look up in my eye, they change the subject quick
Don't get me started, I like bustin' sh*t
You get rеwarded with some hollow tips
$licky $lick twisted, I'ma f*ckin' mind dеmented
Keep the drugs, walkin' 'round like I'm reinvented
Still a menace, still in prison like a life sentence
Mental illness, sh*t get crazy when I find a tenant
Tweakin', walkin' 'round like a mental patient
I was out my mind with hallucinations
How the f*ck I didn't die? sh*t you can't explain it
Hate to see my family cry, watchin' me go vacant
f*ck the fame, f*ck the change, enough to go insane
All the steel, all the shame f*cking with my brain
Hydroplane lane to lane, speeding through the rain
Another day with the pain flowing through my veins
Never thought a lot of y'all would try and take what's mine
Trust what I'm sayin, it's worse than advertised
Money come with problems, they can sympathize
I done made peace with the thought of suicide
[Chorus]
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it

[Verse 2]
Walk up in the room, b*tches smell awkward
I'm the one to go and f*ck your mama and f*ck your daughter
AR-15, bustin' through the roof of college
When it comes to pus*y, I don't buy body
Petey Pablo with the chopper like a helicopter
Used to be a drug dealer, junkies call me doctor
Wash me in the blood by the f*ckin' altar
It ain't that I don't like you, I just ain't with talkin'
Not used to having money, used to having nothing
Stealing Slim-Jims just to eat something
People tryna overstep or push my buttons
b*tches tryna overstay, I say we just f*ckin'
b*tches offer up they friends, tryin' to swing my love
I can f*ck on everyone, still won't be enough
Got a lot of issues, main one being trust
Think that they can fix me, they delusional

[Outro]
Hot boy swervin', 2021
Big house, I just bought another one
Whatever gone stake, I got like two of them
Thirty one, never have to work again
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