talk 2 me

Talk to me I'm a muhfuckin' muthafucka Talk to me I don't know how to do this no more Talk to me I got a couple stacks But I ain't keeping that No Talk to me I got bills to pay And I got drinks to buy Talk to me I'm a self taught, distraught, sad boy clown nigga Talk to me I got you in the photo-booth doing what I shouldn't do Hey F*ck boy sounds Going buck boy sounds Get you cut boy sounds In the truck boy sounds And we riding slow Coffee and the weed Got my highs and lows I can barely breathe Now I'm on the floor Staring at the stars like I'm dying to know Like I'm trying to go Like I'm dying to flow All night, all night Yeah I'm dying to flow All night, all night Talk to me I'm a motherfucking motherfucker Ain't that right Talk to me I don't know how to do this no more Talk to me I'm a motherfucking motherfucker Yeah Talk to me I don't know how to do this shit no more Late one night Getting weight one night Got to wait till it's right Got to weigh it in the light Got to take it in stride Got to swallow my pride I'm along for the ride Another thorn in my side We all sensitive thugs When Bloods cry Crips is gonna offer em hugs A bug's life What I feel when I look to the sky I love life But I've still thought of saying goodbye. Goodbye What you scared of The squad lurking Why you shook now What's the purpose Trapping is a job Fam need to eat I grew up with the mob hanging on my street Game over Little role play got me staying sober I am never literal, I'm playing poker Every rap Check my face Make you feel what I want Make you take what I create Talk to me I'm a motherfucking motherfucker Mother f*ck this shit Talk to me I don't know how to do this no more