Talk My Shit

[Intro] I ain't even lie about I ain't even lie about Ay, yeah baby (Frank got the pack) [Verse 1] Ay, I ain’t even playin' games On god, you gon' feel it How dare you talk down like I’m not one of the realest You hope a nigga beg 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 thе island now They can’t even find mе, nigga I can’t even lie, it ain't about money at all 'Cause followin' your ways got me stackin' it tall You ain't know the business I was way too big of a star It’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 ten, but it wasn’t enough It shoulda came on a truck Go 'head, tell 'em I'm lyin' Must got wings on me, tell em I’m flyin' I was loyal for real They all told me jump ship and bail Stay down, I was walkin' on nails, nigga [Chorus] You can ask my shooter, they'll tell you I’m a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast 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 toast Always know I be good, I ain't know how to show it (Ay, yeah) [Verse 2] 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 stickin' to money, this glue different Sneaker boxes full of fifty, the dresser got blues in 'em Talkin' to the money, roll up and I cruise with it Whenever I get more I’m lettin' the crew get it Thinkin' 'bout these years, I don’t regret it at all 'Cause nigga, I was happy to ball I was throwin' it all I brought it all, I don’t be shoppin' at all So much tags I could open a store, nigga Yeah I did it right but couldn’t save all my dawgs My hood angels got called by the lord [Chorus] You can ask my shooter, they'll tell you I’m a soldier Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast 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 toast Always know I be good, I ain't know how to show it Yeah, yeah baby