Talk My Shit

Tell me please when you ask
It ain't hard, never was, you a fein for the task
When I needa get it done, got the team with a mask
While I'm sitting on the porch with my weed and my flask
Lil bitch
On her knees, to my lap
Don't talk to me please, I don't need to know that
I just wanna know the money coming clean, off the map
Till then, imma be with the team, in the trap
Say you want the work, well we taxing
Walking down main, always seem so relaxing
Till i got a hundred people, messily asking
When the shit dropping, but the scheme ain't collapsing
Only thing I'm fearing is god
I ain't worried bout no hater or no little bitty broad
All my love to my son, and my team, that's the squad
If you disrespect me, you gon see me applaud
Thinking along the lines, it's a cross
It's a pass, throw it up, then I catch, Randy Moss
If I ever stopped speaking to you, that'll be your loss

Fuck about impressions imma get it
If you bout it then just show it, i ain't worried if you said it
Keep it simple you ain't nothing, I ain't trying to interrogate
Imma fuck the world I ain't even need a sergeate
Fuck all the talk, like I said bitch you little
All my rhymes, they so simple, you all it a riddle
Yeah I'm cocky but confident, sweet like a skittle
I ain't out, or too in bitch, I'm here in the middle

1 2 3 imma G
You gon see, how we be
Think I got a degree
I don't give a fuck if you don't or you agree
I'mma be at the top, All of you people, see
Got the tea
It's on me
We be free, no relief
Thinking bout profit but slowly with grief
Like I said, I don't give a fuck about your belief
Tell 'em all, you ain't nothing, giving you debry