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Oh no, I ain't with the talkin' I ain't know you only talk the loudest Really ain't about shit All I got left in me is visions of my enemies You got sentimental energy, my penitentiary tendencies Goin' probably be the end of me, I see a lot of minnie mes Buggin like they centipedes, thinkin that they killin' me White trash, redneck, hillbilly cracker ass Rappin' ass rapper that'll beat your favorite rappers ass And these are just the facts, ain't no rap cap I done made a bag off of Snapchat Tell me where your cash at Bag back do that diesel truck like a scare pack I might crash that, I ain't worried, I got Aflac The cop car was matte black, a rockstar like Jack Black Look I don't back track rack, the mack back and blast that Oh no, I ain't with the talkin' Lord knows I'll put you in the coffin I ain't know you only talk the loudest I ain't know you really ain't about shit Oh no, I ain't with the talkin' Lord knows I'll put you in the coffin I ain't know you only talk the loudest I ain't know you really ain't about shit So here's the challenge, you can't manage anything I'm dealing with I'm hittin' numbers independent others need a deal to get So deal with it or do something about it, I doubt it I came to change the game, you just came to be the loudest I came to make an impact, albums all in tact Billboard top ten, I can say I did that Hardest part is showing up, homie where you been at Spit that click-clack, hit you wit' that (Brrrat) Realest in my lane, I'm just saying Drop the fortune and the fame, say my name (Just say my name) Nah, really say my name if you want to get it poppin' I've been looking for a reason so I can pull out this rocket Whoa now, slow down child you don't fit that profile This ain't Facebook, why don't you stick to scripts you know 'bout Sold a lot of shows out but I never sold out Made my family so proud, I'm talking so proud Oh no, I ain't with the talkin' Lord knows I'll put you in the coffin I ain't know you only talk the loudest I ain't know you really ain't about shit Oh no, I ain't with the talkin' Lord knows I'll put you in the coffin I ain't know you only talk the loudest I ain't know you really ain't about shit (About shit, about shit, about shit)
Writer(s): Vaughn Freitag, Adam Calhoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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