TALK! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I told my brother
I said, "Yo I'm gonna make a song this week
I said "Make sure I make this song by Friday"
He said "Bet I'll hold you accountable"
I made this song in a night
I got YVES like the day before holidays
Did it myself, wasn't none where my mama stayed
Nobody heard of me yet, it don't bother me
Him for a minute, just listen and follow me
Baby girl doing the most trynna date me
I know i'm the catch
But you ain't gotta bait me
I understand that I'm not like the rest
Only F i got in school stood for finesse
And you don't pass the test
You the type nigga to guess
For a fact that's not how you progress
My confidence still gon' grow by the second
I'm playing to win
And they changing the settings, it's cool though
It's no way imma fail
Locked in for minute like i been in jail (free my brother!)
I change the world just to feel like a man again
You relinquished all your swag to a mannequin (damn)
Bring it in, I'm calling plays
I'm getting it, took the sauce and ran away
I'm generous, all my brothers get a plate
Cause in general, I'm the one that made a way
I get in my feelings when someone's impressed
Cause this was the shit was something I expected
2 AM nights I would talk in the mirror
Because I was coping when I felt neglected
God built me back up, now I feel like my best
I'm not asking for flowers, demand my respect
Cause I did too much with too little for too long
For someone to try to treat me like less (talk to 'em!)
When you see me up in a magazine, hope you ain't mad at me
That makes it hard to digest
I'm living with no more regrets
If you hating, save it for tomorrow
I'm 3 hours back, you dig it?
If you was me, tell me what you woulda did
You have a hard time admitting that I'm him
I cant even blame you it is what it is
You ain't get right, you got left, and that is the bid
My brother hopped out a peanut butter Benz
My brother be poppin' shit not one of them
My sis In the, A she takin care of biz
and I am the one who keep on making hits
Ain't need me a list to walk in to this party
Got in off the swag and the scent on my body
Them Margiela replicas still in the lobby
Keep brushing these waves imma cause a tsunami
Niggas thinking just because I'm quiet I'm timid
Them bands on his head, call him Kelly Olynyk
When i come back home niggas like "Damn, he did it"
It took me some time now i finally get it
I'm winning