Talk Ma sh*t lyrics

by

KB


Hook: I ain’t got no time for no beef I’m gettin rich, if you front Yo move my n*ggas finna shoot you in yo sh*t, they don’t hesitate but if they do I got it ion miss, I trust another barber for I trust another b*tch, I been gone for a minute n*gga lemme talk my sh*t, when I was sittin in That county I was picturin a crib, when I was facin all that time I was thinkin bout my kids, half these n*ggas out hea rappin they ain’t did the sh*t I did

Verse: aye wass the word say my name and we gone pop up, like K and Shiesty we them n*ggas hit yo block up, it look like he rockin yeezy he so shot up, his momma can’t believe her eyes hе ain’t got up, and I ain’t worried bout his n*ggas cuz they not us, you need a prayer and a army tryna drop us, thеy offer yo n*gga a plea and he gone cop up, they offer my n*gga a plea and gone lock up, stupid n*gga you a fan when is you gone understand, you ain’t really got no homies you ain’t really got no friends, and these b*tches they don’t love you all that sh*t is just pretend, all that sh*t is a facade they gone snake you in the end, they put bullet in my mans then you kno we bout to spin, they pull up and drop a body we pull up and droppin ten, and you kno im still a G we still screamin f*ck da fin, free the chairman out that cell and free my n*ggas out the pin
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