Talk My Shit Lyrics – Fetty Wap
Singer: Fetty Wap
Title: Talk My Shit
Even lie about
I ain’t even lie about
Ay, yeah baby
Ay, I ain’t even playing games
On God you can feel it
How dare you talk down
Like I’m not one of the realist
You hop a n#gg# back
Now I see you in your feelings
Paid all that sh#t back
Gave you the first million
Even before my kids, even before my mother
Ready to die for you n#gg#
You gon turn me on my brother
On God that sh#t hurt
Somehow I still love you n#gg#
Yeah, ha
You was something like a father figure
I ain’t even sign with n#gg#s
Lost on the island now
They can’t even find me n#gg#
I can’t even lie it ain’t about money at all
Cause, follow in your ways got me stacking it tall
You ain’t know the business
I was way too big of a star
It’s like having a Bugatti but can’t pay for the cars
Like chasing a lil bag when we should’ve been up
I made way over 10, but it wasn’t enough
It shoulda came on a truck
Go ahead, tell em I’m lying
Must got wings on me, tell em I’m flying
I was loyal for real
They all told me jump ship and bail
Stay down, I was walking on nails n#gg#
You can ask my soul they gon tell you I’m a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
n#gg#s always hate, gotta ride with the toes
Always know I be good, you ain’t know how to show it
You can ask my soul they gon tell you I’m a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
n#gg#s always hate, gotta ride with the toes
Always know I be good, I ain’t know how to show it
Ay, yeah
n#gg#s always ask me why you back in the field
I’m like, I just went back it was real
Still got family here
Most these n#gg#s turned out snakes, but a few
Still in the burbs, penthouse with a view in it
Soon as I leave the hood get home and I view different
Lot a n#gg#s heard I was down but a few witness it
n#gg# I be sneaking this money this glue different
Sneaker boxes full of 50 the dresser got blues in it
Talking to the money, roll up and I cruise with it
Whenever I get more I’m letting the crew get it
Thinking bout these years I don’t regret it at all
Cause n#gg# I was happy to ball
I was throwing it all
I brought it all I don’t be shopping at all
So much tags I could open a store n#gg#
Yeah
I did it right but couldn’t save all my dogs
My hood angels got caught by the law
You can ask my soul they gon tell you I’m a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
n#gg#s always hate, gotta ride with the toes
Always know I be good, you ain’t know how to show it
You can ask my soul they gon tell you I’m a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
n#gg#s always hate, gotta ride with the toes
Always know I be good, I ain’t know how to show it
Yeah yeah baby
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