Ain’t Talkin Bout Much

[Verse 1: Patrick Paige II] Yeah Ain't talking ’bout much, just a little bit of game Nigga, need that back, give a fuck about fame Fresh than a bitch, gold on the wrist Niggas stuff a cone til the whole 8th fit Reserve my spot, fuck the whole waitlist Lame as niggas walking around tasteless I'm about to go off, they gon' really hate this Real ass nigga, I could never fake this [Verse 2: Syd] I ain’t talking about much, I just pulled up In the old school truck, white tee, new chucks Make good green cause I got good look Dollar to a dream, now I sleep too much I'ma be fly till I fall off Sick of IG, hit the log off I'm a whole vibe, I'm a whole boss Made it big time, had to roll on [Verse 3: Patrick Paige II] I ain't talking about much, I've been feelin' like Magic Hail mary passes, we on y'all asses Merlot glasses and big joints passin’ You ain’t my nigga, no backstage passes Niggas make classics, fire, no ashes Day don't start till the Louis belt fasten Chess not checkers, man you niggas could fathom I need my checks spelled out just as handsome [Verse 4: Syd] I ain’t talking about much, I don't say shit LA bred, I don't lane switch Big ass house with the big ass dog And a big ass Porsche that you can't miss Same old friends and the same old foes Same old squad that I came with New paint job on my main bitch New chain on, but it ain’t shit [Verse 5: Patrick Paige II & Syd] I ain't talking about much, this a G-Wagon I spend a G like it's chump change Niggas don't never pay no attention I keep an eye on all intentions I'm making salads, I'm choppin' lettuce I'm getting rich, I make good investments I'm eatin' vegan, I'm feelin' better Your girl is choosin', you need to get her [Verse 6: Patrick Paige II] (Boarding up airways, flight 429, to success) Look, kush got me feelin' so elevated Still meditative while I'm hella faded I've been hella patient walking in tune Trust in God just to make arrangements