Talm Bout (feat. B Roc, Mikey P)

Uh what you talm bout If you aint talm paper get the f*ck up outta Here cuz we ballin out I can hear em talkin, we want all the clout These lames act tough then wanna talk it out Take aim bang bang then i cross em out Cav gang gang swimmin in a large amount If you aint talm paper get the f*ck up outta Look i be burnin bridges Im too old to fake friendships Too cold for these niggaz And im on the road to riches Come and f*ck with me All white coupe lookin fergalicious Catch me swervin in it Picture me fallin off thats a given But it aint gone happen now We just beginning Look Look One time for the grind Two times for the hustle Having dreams of that duffle bag Full of bundles of cash from the come up What you talm bout Everyday i hustle Cuz i could never settle Having dreams of that duffle bag Full of bundles of cash from the come up What you talm bout I be on that dumb shit but my I Q ain’t/ Drip lookin wet got that Bobby bouchey/ You party on a Saturday like my tues day/ So i don’t wanna hear a fuckin thing that you say/ I’m so ill got the Sudafed deal/ Signing million dollar contracts you in bed still/ Meeting wit some mogul i was never spose too/ Now I’m on the west coast still bi coastal Recorded labels in my DMs and shit/ Now i gotta calm down my temper im pissed/ You slaving a job waitin for 5:30/ Everything I do is blog worthy/ I am killin it I’m feelin the villian that don’t quit/ I’m drillin it I’m coming through the ceilin im so lit/ I’m a problem and I gotta lotta goons beside me/ I’m promising we’re runnin right through like an IV/ Look Look One time for the grind Two times for the hustle Having dreams of that duffle bag Full of bundles of cash from the come up What you talm bout Everyday i hustle Cuz i could never settle Having dreams of that duffle bag Full of bundles of cash from the come up What you talm bout