Talk To Me Nice Lyrics

Yeah

Pockets empty

Steadily countin' all the blessings that Heaven sent me

Tryna purchase a Bently with 'em

And do not tempt me

Me and the Lord are not one and the same

I am petty, but he might forgive 'em

I don't get caught up with women or foes

Bitches and hoes, switching niggas

Like they're switching clothes, different strokes

For different folks

I couldn't tell you where the flow came from

But the shit just goes

They see the resumé

They know I stand behind my bars like a warden

2-3, hop on tracks like I'm Jordan

When it comes to recording, shit you say ain't important

Thought I told you this is it, my boy

We the shit, my boy

You need to quit, my boy

That last song you dropped? Mmm, that wasn't it my boy

We too legit, my boy

I know you see the movement

Look at how I got the crowd movin'

Talk to me nice

Look at how I got the crowd movin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night

Talk to me nice

You got me fucked up if I'm vibin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night

I'm so grateful

Only two people on this Earth can look me in my eyes

And say "I made you"

Because I know it takes two, my life is on a Take-Two

Wherever it's meant to be taken to

Visions are meant for you to go chase 'em and bring 'em to your reality

Doubtin' what brings the happy me will only feed the angry me

Listen to intuitions, I'm startin' to get the message

I'm glad I received it, I just wanna meet the one who sent it

Talkin' to myself to hear the realest shit

Harder on myself, so it's as real as it gets

No fabrication

No lies created with imagination

My mind and heart is somehow the worst collaboration

No sense of direction

But when it comes to music I have the greatest connection

Hol'up, wait, did I mention?

This all started back in '08 when I first dropped I Am legend

Talk to me nice

Look at how I got the crowd movin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night

Talk to me nice

You got me fucked up if I'm vibin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night

I know I'm not meant for all of the glory

Know when it's all said and done, it's a Hell of a story

Praising everybody before and guiding everyone after me

Remember when I told them the truth and they laughed at me

I think I get it now

You're picking up what I'm setting down

I had to pick myself up when I constantly let me down

Just taking accountability

I know we ask ourselves how much responsibility

Can we all manage? Then I start to wonder

Swimmin' in my thoughts till I start to go under

Caught up in some shit, man am I a plumber?

Ain't nothin' wrong with being one but that ain't what I wanted

I hope my light leads the way for you, I walked through the dark for it

I had to pay for shit when I couldn't afford it

And I'm not talkin' materialistic

The kid is sadistic, shit could get wicked, so

Talk to me nice

Look at how I got the crowd movin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night

Talk to me nice

You got me fucked up if I'm vibin' on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday night