Conversations ft. Dn Keem Lyrics

Sometimes you just gotta have them talks with a bro You can't tell your bro the truth, and y'all not bros

Get off y'all ass, what you doing? Big bag, what I'm pursuing? My shit here like Metro Booming, good gas, I stop consuming

I'm high off life, ain't doing no shroomin If you reach for these chains, then you lose your brain, since you wanna act clueless

Chop a kit to spread, then sweep this shit up just like we brooming Kick a bitch out, ain't doing no spooning

My brothers finna graduate, tell them I'm proud, knew they could do it Can't fall out, bought nothing foolish

I know this life shit get confusing, but with my brothers, we can make it through it So let's run it up, let's get to it

We could be here since I did some moving Told my brother, when you at the bottom, only way is up

If it's up, then it's stuck, ain't no gang that can fuck with us If a nigga run up in her, I'll let this Drakey bust

Huh, niggas play with us, we gon' wash it down for real I know niggas play with us, cause we lay shit underground for real

Hell yeah, I keep my steel, got a gun, you only see how I rack her, it's real And baby, I'm just keeping it real, so after I fuck, hell yeah, I'ma dip

And no, I ain't a trick, so I stack up my paper like chips Like a tool to give her a tip, cut her off like scissor snips

See blues all day like nip, and nah, that don't mean I'm a crip All I want is G's like dip, put a rock in my cup and I sip

Get off your ass, what you doing? Big bag, what I'm pursuing? My shit here like Metro booming, good gas, I stop consuming

I'm high off life, ain't doing no shroomin If you reach for these chains, then you lose your life, since you wanna act clueless

Chop it, get to spreading, and sweeping shit up just like we brooming Kick a bitch out, I ain't doing no spooning

My brothers finna graduate, tell them I'm proud, knew they could do it Can't follow up, I've never fooled

I know this life shit get confusing, but with my brothers, we can make it through it So let's run it up, nigga, let's do it

Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it Let's do it, let's do it

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, she let his twin If I ever caught one, I would've walked him down and did it again

We been shooting, shooting, shooting, shooting, I said, decree it We can call it, I ain't bout walking down, I ain't bout hearing from me

This bitch ain't even my friend, I've been out creeping late night, I'm out on the road I wonder if they tied up or low with the fire, if I catch me, I'll walk him down with the pole

I lost his head and we sending him up to the sky, he got left with his motherfucking soul But fuck it, I'm back in the trenches, I'm making it happen, young nigga, I'm left with them bulls

Now let me know unless you really trying to fire, I'm ready to smoke This bruh wasn't ready to see me, I got power and it ain't be like ghosts

I can't lie, take it happy, we on the road Fuck it, I'm back on the pills, I'm on and on and on and on and on

But I can bring out all these balls and bring out these shawls And rock it and show off his shoulder, nigga, I'm keeping my ball

You play with the game, we pull up and we letting it blow Don't got a diss on the game, you already know, young nigga, been helping us go

I'm riding, riding with Switch and 100 round dro, we catching right there at the door Ain't nobody gon' tell me that it's real before we hit the floor

And I've been on the move, been on the move, I'm trying to take it slow I gotta fuck on this bitch, she so damn good, she damn near sucked my soul

I can't cap, I'm really cold, got them lit, I can't even pour no more I can never diss upon the game, you know we up to score

Riding with all my brothers, they trying to check, I'm trying to leave them on

Fuck it, fuck it, we might blast off Young nigga keep playing with the game, we pull up with shooters, they knocking his cast off

Little nigga don't cast off, we catching the hot walk down, he blast off Fuck it, that was a bad thought

But I guess he don't never know