Talm Bout Lyrics

So high in the sky

Make my nose bleed

I smoke on my own weed

Take care of my own seeds

These niggas is O.C.

Could never approach me

Pussies be sneak dissing

They speak up my name

But never approach me

I'm real by myself

Don't need you to coach me

I'm Cool and I'm coasting

I do what I'm pose too

You niggas opposed too

This paper I'm close too

You niggas is old news

You ripe to game

I'm vine to the grapes

You niggas is old fools

Was wise at a young age

Refuse to be a old fool

I carry my own tool

What niggas is gone do

You talking that game

But no gun in your holster dude

Leave you froze

Like a poster dude

This is shark waters

Don't be shark food

In the car deep

Like a car pool

Big choppers and lot of bullets

If we obligated

We gone slide and do it

It ain't much to do it

Ain't trying to prove shit

But if the strap on me

Im ah blow that bitch

If your girl with you

Im ah blow that bitch

Big cannons

Like a bunch of nicks

I buy pounds

What the fucks a nick

For the fuck niggas foul

Get you hit with a tech

Talm bout nigga

I don't bump on the net

Talm bout nigga

100's and likes for respect

Talm bout nigga

I don't want to sit to chat

Talm bout nigga

I ain't really into that

Talm bout same niggas

That be talking tough

Talm bout same niggas

That be bitching up

Talm bout nigga

Trying to beef with us

Talm bout nigga

You don't make enough

You broke

You can't hang with us

Talm bout nigga

You don't make enough

I know what I talk

I'm on shit

You niggas ain't on shit

I deliver a whole clip

A brick is a whole flip

Put them keys in the duffle

Now we on trips

Our laces is tied

So we don't trip

These niggas is dummies

And real simps

And these hoes

Right across the map

No need for location

They ain't far from that

Dumber than some rocks

In a grocery bag

I just stick to the money

Secure the bag

And that ain't really even all I got

Can't trust these niggas

So I stay with the Mac

Money Mac Murder

Running while I hurdle

If we running in a race

I'm the rabbit

You the turtle

Everything I do

Try to sit back and learn it

And if you niggas

Can't learn it

Envy in your soul burning

Got damn

If I'm all about the green

Where the hot sauce

I'm The Don

Like a Mob Boss

We only learn lessons

Never heard of losses

Im ah keep it Flawless

Boss shit

I ain't running with a crowd

Like a mosh pit

My nigga pipe down

Talking real rich

While this nigga talking loud

He a real bitch

Then he shut his ass up

When he heard a click

Talm bout nigga

I don't bump on the net

Talm bout nigga

100's and likes for respect

Talm bout nigga

I don't want to sit to chat

Talm bout nigga

I ain't really into that

Talm bout same niggas

That be talking tough

Talm bout same niggas

That be bitching up

Talm bout nigga

Trying to beef with us

Talm bout nigga

You don't make enough

You broke

You can't hang with us

Talm bout nigga

You don't make enough