Can I Talk My Shit?

Skinny and sexy

Dats me bro

And she wanna muscle man, ok cool

Babe shout Debo

I'm in the booth on Friday

Tryna gass me but I like mine eco

But no one's matching the vibe

I spit at home it's keys and me bro

Kinda like the life you fake

You think you the hero, and then you go up and away

They say I'm up next cah I'm cold

They say you up next cah they notice your age

Hm, pity

Well South got a batch dats litty

One of dem guys is a G, a unit truss me I feel like 50

I'm more of an ass man

So is this industry

That's why you man all shitty

I don't wanna fuck up my drip

But I will give beats from timbs like missy

And I ain't no gangsta, I ain't no pussy

Guessing I fall in the middle

And tings like a **** wid back bone

Want to me to fall in the middle

**** in beef all over some buns

It's leaving the ends in a pickle

Or they sell food fast, to get an advance

But stuck in a cell like sickle

The world keeps moving, everyday shit

Look I ain't sitting here pissed

I'm gassed off the fact I'm sitting here

Cus man no longer exist

CR aint nothing for kids

But here the kids be raising the kids

The sky over here is bleeding

There ain't no stars to be making a wish

So can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

So you shout pussy, I shout dem man

They rap bout rumours

A lion when he in the booth

Gazelle on a shoot, he must like pumas

The government stole our drive

So in the ends we still their scooters

I know a brownin' who wanted a kid

Cah her inner child got lost wid rumours

Till this day I don't know if she did what they spoke on

But she got a kid to felon who sentence had lists

I call that a colon

Man you gotta laugh or you cry 'bout it

I kept my morals, I'd die about it

I hold my head till I'm blue in the face

Hoping one day that the sky round it

Most man do it and they get a taste

Then fall from grace and lie 'bout it

This shit is hell, I'm all bout I

And I got a team to keep eyes round it

I smile in your face, but I need dat

I show how I'm sexy, but I'm ugly to streets ak

Cocky is part of charm, I don't need dat feedback

Man can't talk 'bout hunger

I convinced myself that I'm full when the p's lack

The world keeps moving, everyday shit

Look I ain't sitting here pissed

I'm gassed off the fact I'm sitting here

Cus man no longer exist

CR aint nothing for kids

But here the kids be raising the kids

The sky over here is bleeding

There ain't no stars to be making a wish

So can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit

Can I talk my shit