Lyrics:
So we can talk about the things you want (Talk about the things want)
Or we can talk about the things you like
Girl I don't just talk to hear my
It ain't for everybody!
(Uhhhh) Welcome to Hollywood baby
(Take a picture) Uh huh, you coming with? (Let's not even talk about it)
Let's do it
Hey Lizz, it's John. Can you come over? I just wanna talk
Bad things, bad things, bad things, bad things
know that I'm first)
Because I'm gonna fucking murder you
I got shots spraying all over you
You want talk, you get hit with this 42, yeah
2021, we going
please do not send 'em at
My head i just wanna have a conversation
About how we playin' radio's game khaled
You a real nigga khaled you a real
Nigga, you
album out
I'd agree contact me to debate this I will
Make myself available i want to talk
About asses so much i want to know
What it is we're telling
drag down (exactly!)
Con-do-lee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one (it's all one big con)
Neighbor you won't con
An honest john
the other night
When you go to the beauty salon
Aw, man, I don't even go there
'Cause them women go off in there
They talk about different things
Boy,
don't know about it (how could they know?)
I thank you for the autographs
And the cheers over the years
You stood by me, you didn't doubt me
I think
ghetto tale
You play a gun, but the game is real
You want to stop my money, how?
You keep smoking, I'm selling out
It's called the City of Dope, might
Oh my god, like
I don't even understand why you don't even give me
Any energy anymore
Like I just want to talk to you
Like what's going on?
Don't
you are?"
"It'll just take me to show ya"
Now what you niggas want to talk about, "Shut da fuck up"
Stank hoopy bitches, and your bank account,
when I talk about it 'cause I don't be cappin'
This that time of year where certain people gon' hate me
Like, "Fuck that nigga Murda, he tried
and that's caps, you need to keep the same energy
I'm what they want, I feel like public enemy number one
The John Dillinger of my generation, police got me
John John Da Don
What's your puppies name? Jean
Claude The Dog?
Pat Stay, I tell these cats straight
You got the most mix matched face
Chipmunk
What I'm trying to say is that I am still young but I handle the talk, that was lightweight
Yeah, you know he keep me intact
I know and that is a fact
lookin' clueless
Got that scope near my eye, I ain't lookin' for clues
This a 308, this is not about to leave no bruise
Want my wrist flooded like
a shiv tryna make him leak
I ain't got time for the beef with a neek
You're all talk till we finally meet kneel for the king Better fall to your knees
King
If you ain't keep it real, I don't wanna holla
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk
foot? (Huh)
When are you gon' show us that you number one? (When)
And everything that you accomplished in some years about to take me just a couple
on, they want you.
Hook
Way, way, way, way up. Say a prayer coz I’m all blessed up, ey, one two, one two, everybody know I live nice and I’m sine metu.
If you ain't keep it real, I don't wanna holla
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk
vie.
Dear John, so long;
You've seen the last of me."
I don't want her back
I won't even try
This time ain't just au revoir
This time it's
to me
If you don't fuck with me
Like I don't fuck with you
It ain't much for us to talk about
Cuz you don't fuck with me (Yo, yo, yo, yo)
And you
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