Talkin' My Shit Lyrics

Uh, riggity, riggity, riggity

Uh, mic check, one, two, one, two

Only been here for a minute (been here for a minute)

But Ima be here for a minute, ya feel me? (be here for a minute, ya feel me?)

Look, I am

Barely scratchin' the surface, so why you actin' so nervous?

You feelin' bad off of a track, don't let me catch you person

I'm really passive on verses, I just be passin' the verbiage

If we had rappin' as a class, I'd be academy perfect

I speak in capital wordin', you speak in cap and I heard it

I smoke a pack of most these acts and all these casualties worth it

Swear I be casually purchasin' like the cash was the purpose

I pay my dues, so I get paid in full, I'm actually workin'

Bitch, fuck you thought this was?

I was smokin' rapper weed 'fore I caught a buzz

Toxic masculinity, I've witnessed all above

I got thick skin, I'm half numb, I was brought up tough

Uh, yeah, and you ain't lost enough

I can see it in ya eyes, I can call the bluff

Soon as I'm up, you say you down, don't be callin' us

I'm like where the fuck was you when we was first startin' up?

I was down bad, I was broke, had to pay less

Shoppin' at the Payless, mean, robbin' like I'm shameless

More or less, less is more when you just make ends

And we just make it make sense when you don't really make shit

Caught up by the state and he started writin' statements

How you break quicker than recalled latex?

I feel like Wayne in his prime, in his Apex

Swear I can't fuck with none these bitches like I'm asex'

My c-notes, they green as Ceelo

I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm C-4 and I don't see foes

I got no enemies, just people lookin' through peepholes

So I keep shit down on the d-low, y'all still get dethroned

It's not the hardest thing to decode, I feel like Deebo

I just take what I want, it's kinda like a cheat code

And them snow bunnies flocked when we had a kilo

Swear all them orange bitches want the powder like some Cheetos (haha)

I got more bars than a motherfuckin' prison cell

And I know you feel it like that shit was written into brail

They say that life is a bitch, so I don't kiss and tell

Keep my wins to myself, you don't gotta wish me well

Beat the beat up 'til it's lookin' like that man who hit Chapelle

By the time I'm done, I'll have more hits than the NFL

I got some demons, but I know my angels will prevail

But shit, I'm so hot, I swear to God I could chill in hell

Ion really like to talk, 'less I'm talkin' my shit

I cock back 'fore I aim and every target I hit

Me and you are not the same, it's an obvious split

Said fuck a friend, I got fam'ly and we all gettin' rich

It's bound to start beef when you this raw with the pen

They tell me "Jay you too nasty" how often I spit

Too sick and I ain't talkin' 'bout coughin' and shit

It's real rap 'til I'm layin' in my coffin, ya bitch

Uh, riggity, riggity

Yeah

And we gone

And we gone and we out and we gone huh