sleazetalk. Lyrics

I told her I can't wait I ain't Drake that ain't this

I been off this drink been seeing purple in my piss

I was moving bags in school they called a nigga Wiz

I cut some niggas off but we still cool I'm just on biz

I ball under the five like Jason, save it for my kid

On FaceTime with my baby smiling, damn she getting big

In the islands thinking bout my mommy I wish you was here

Always told me put my faith in god and put my pain in lyrics

Looking at some shit with acres now, I came up from the trenches

Had to change up my location now, they hate to see me winning

Niggas fucked up that lil bag they had, them niggas back to stealing

Told them niggas buy the dip, them niggas spent it, niggas finished

(Yeah)

Put my dogs all on designer hoodies shit is not Givenchy

I wrote my pain and sent it off I'm hoping you would hear it

This Nike fit by Jerry unless it's god then I don't fear him

Just gave that look 9 he upping fire if you get near me

Just got off the phone Weez I'm still waiting for him to send it

I just got a LLC wit Twaun I'm standing all on business

Trap like call of duty, boarded windows, serving zombies

I move like a ghost but I got power like I'm Tommy

Hit my jeweler and just dropped a bag just thinking bout my mommy

Beemer swerving, trying to find a lane, me 9 and Shaddy

What Cey say

Rich and living fast that's word to Roddy

I go out like I'm Tony before they hoe me on Ta Shaunna

Bad bitch

I just keep her round cause you look good beside me

She built like Ruby Rose ain't got to buy my bitch a body

Your bitch want me to dawg her raw you cuffed & wear a condom

On the phone with bro, might fly back home & sit courtside with rockets

I'll leave you with the fishes while I'm with dolphins on a island

I just use your hoe for plays, if she ain't sucking dick she driving

Off the lean I just hopped off the plane, my driver at arrivals

Yeezy feet when I'm on the phone wit Cey, I'm trying get him to drop it

Chase my pros but I'm not in the league and I dropped out of college

I'm fly as hell yo bitch smell YSL and she going jock it

Where I'm at they call this dope back home just call this shit exotic

In high fashion just balance out the lows, I keep shit solid

This closest I get to talking my pain I don't talk about my problems

I got demons keep me up at night wouldn't call the shit insomnia

(Nigga)

I'm ten toes

A nigga couldn't temp me with a thermometer

Nigga mad about his hoe, why she be in my phone, I don't even follow her

Don't let the hoe see me all it takes is a peek it's slow she a goner

This is not no little boy game, really running from cops and ducking the robbers

The closest that I got to feeling real love, when I get that script from the doctor

The first time that I ever felt real love, first time I was holding my daughter

Free my niggas off the bench tell coach put them in he sitting on shotters

Put a nigga on the news like ESPN if a nigga think he ever gonna cross us

Put a nigga on the news and ESPN top ten and I'm not on a roster

Niggas hating cause I'm fuckin his bitch bro come out the closet