Talk About It lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck it, let's talk about it
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I gotta get some sh*t up off my chest
A lot of motherf*ckers got me stressed
Mama Coolie always telling me I'm blessed
She don't know these people always at my neck n*gga
She don't know that I don't sleep and I'm a wreck
I go a 100 miles an hour, I don't rest n*gga
I'm about the loyalty and my respect
Man you silly motherf*ckers got me vexed
I cannot deal with this f*ckery
Goddamn boy they tryna break a n*gga down
I don't like too many people that been touching me
Y'all in trouble, I'm disgusted with you f*cking clowns
Y'all ain't taking this as serious as we gon' take it
n*gga you don't need the fixing if you didn't break it
I'm convinced too many people out here being basic
I ain't journey in this all so I could be complacent

[Chorus]
What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful
See the hate they abide to, need a rifle
See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled
Talk 'bout it
What did I do but commit time to the craft
They don't like you, my advice is f*ck off, they don't have to
Cause half of these n*ggas mad cause they know they can't act like you
Talk 'bout it
[Verse 2]
I'ma wear my heart up on my sleeve
I'm just try'na be as honest as can be
Lets be real, you gotta party, you're from me
Guess I'm kinda like a father figure
Don't nobody make it awkward, here is me
And if this microphone was human, just struck an artery
I always been a little trouble, I'ma keep it on the real
I'm on my Jigga sh*t, you n*ggas ain't as hard as we
Ohh, goddamn, goddamn
I'm just out here executing my plan
Ain't too many that can do what I can (No you can't)
Happy I don't rap no better than the fans n*gga
I ain't a rapper, I'm a father and a man n*gga
I can't believe you n*ggas thought of me again n*gga
Part of me just wanna see you rookies drown
Other part of me is hoping all of y'all can swim
I cannot deal with this f*ckery
The devil working on me, try'na break a n*gga down
Discussing me ever since everyone discovered me
My head is heavy try'na wear this motherf*cking crown
Let me take a breath, b*tch I'm back like I never left
And I been listening to Zepp, isolated by the ref
I ain't even finna sh*t, aye somebody cut the check
n*gga yeah
[Chorus]
What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful
See the hate they abide to, need a rifle
See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled
Talk 'bout it
What did I do but commit time to the craft
They don't like you, my advice is f*ck off, they don't have to
Cause half of these n*ggas mad cause they know they can't act like you
Talk 'bout it

[Outro]
Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it
Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it