Fetty Wap

Talk My Shit
Even lie about I ain't even lie about Ay, yeah baby Ay, I ain't even playing games On God you can feel it How dare you talk down Like I'm not one of the realist You hop a nigga back Now I see you in your feelings Paid all that shit back Gave you the first million Even before my kids, even before my mother Ready to die for you nigga You gon turn me on my brother On God that shit hurt Somehow I still love you nigga Yeah, ha You was something like a father figure I ain't even sign with niggas Lost on the island now They can't even find me nigga I can't even lie it ain't about money at all Cause, follow in your ways got me stacking it tall You ain't know the business I was way too big of a star SongtexteIt's like having a Bugatti but can't pay for the cars Like chasing a lil bag when we should've been up I made way over 10, but it wasn't enough It shoulda came on a truck Go ahead, tell em I'm lying Must got wings on me, tell em I'm flying I was loyal for real They all told me jump ship and bail Stay down, I was walking on nails nigga You can ask my soul they gon tell you I'm a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toes Always know I be good, you ain't know how to show it You can ask my soul they gon tell you I'm a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toes Always know I be good, I ain't know how to show it Ay, yeah Niggas always ask me why you back in the field I'm like, I just went back it was real Still got family here Most these niggas turned out snakes, but a few Still in the burbs, penthouse with a view in it Soon as I leave the hood get home and I view different Lot a niggas heard I was down but a few witness it Nigga I be sneaking this money this glue different Sneaker boxes full of 50 the dresser got blues in it Talking to the money, roll up and I cruise with it Whenever I get more I'm letting the crew get it Thinking bout these years I don't regret it at all Cause nigga I was happy to ball I was throwing it all I brought it all I don't be shopping at all So much tags I could open a store nigga Yeah I did it right but couldn't save all my dogs My hood angels got caught by the law You can ask my soul they gon tell you I'm a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toes Always know I be good, you ain't know how to show it You can ask my soul they gon tell you I'm a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toes Always know I be good, I ain't know how to show it Yeah yeah baby Aus Songtexte Mania