TALK SICK Lyrics

Who would think I just started

I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist

I be uplifting your conscious and I got you jumping in a mosh pit,

I put my feelings in a coffin, so approach a nigga with precaution

Music was my only option, I'm so sick on a mic, I be uh, uh

Who would think I just started

I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist

I be uplifting your conscious and I got you jumping in a mosh pit,

I put my feelings in a coffin, so approach a nigga with precaution

Music was my only option, I'm so sick on a mic, I be uh, uh

All these niggas steady talk shit

They think I don't know what a job is

But I turned my bedroom to an office

That's some different type of boss shit, all my exes say I'm toxic

Yeah I'm toxic, but I talk sick on a mic

Riding the beat like how she ride my bike

She be a demon, best take my advice, lil nigga

Best take my advice

I ain't finna tell your ass twice, I just be rolling the dice

Tryna make sure every word is on point

And precise, niggas be telling them lies

I guess that's why they can't look at me dead

In the eyes, but me I don't pay no mind

I swear that I fell in love with the hustle and grind

Hustle and grind

Hustle and grind

I swear that we gonna shine

Huslte and grind

hustle and grind

Its all about time

Time

Catching the vibe

Who would think I just started

I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist

I be uplifting your conscious and I got you jumping in a mosh pit,

I put my feelings in a coffin, so approach a nigga with precaution

Music was my only option, I'm so sick on a mic, I be uh, uh

Who would think I just started

Who would think I just started

Who would think I just started

I'm not a rapper I'm an artist