Don Staxks Talk My Talk, Pt. 2

Had to learn not to give a reaction They just be tough Through a post and a caption I wont speak Let it show with a action Hit then quit it Cant fall for distractions Got the sack Broke it down like a fraction Made it back twice What you know about stacking Know some gzz That be yelling what stacking Get took out the game If he wanna be hacking Word to bro i wont tell on my mans You a rat how you get out that jam When they hopped in that water They sunk and i swam That should show you The nigga i am Every risk that i took in life Was for the bands Being stroke never part of the plan If they send us they addy We hop out the van Doa he get wrapped like saran Free my brothers Thats locked ina slammer This shit been different Mask up for them cameras I'm that nigga She loving my grammar It could get wicked Go get you a hammer My hood filled up with evil Not glamour Cant tolerate nothing You better have manners Shawty bad But ain't meeting my standards Cant be ya lil brody When imma commander Big dog i been holding my own How you gangsta with gang But you pussy alone They fucked up Letting me in my zone Now my Amiri jeans black And my heart it turned chrome Niggas fake and they softer than foam And i'm sending him home If he disrespect rome And they know im more solid then stone If you speak on my dead aint no way to atone If they play they cant seek for forgiveness It's a lot that i do not condone How you talk on my guys And ain't winning Goofy kid better lower ya tone Ask the lord to forgive all my sinning Mariah gon sing and split wigs like a comb I been talking my shit for a minute Make movies like spike for a night Then im gone If you dont know my hood do ya history Nobody tweak Cause they know they cant get with me You ain't big hms you cant sit with me Got on my shit Never looking for sympathy See i'm lit so she been tryna lick on me Friends in spot Shake it quick do a trick for me Got a baddy lil bitch Her name tiffany Stroke it she moaning it Shit sound like a symphony If you don't know the vibes Get in tune We been making shit hot like June To the bullshit i swear im immune She loving my tracks throw it back Then resume Rolling za You could tell by the fumes You don't know Then you shouldnt assume Acting crazy we gon see you soonEvery weirdo who diss Start preparing ya tomb