Talk My Shit Songtext
von Fetty Wap

M-hm, I ain′t even lie about
I, I ain't even lie about
Ayy, yeah, baby (Frank got the pack)

Ayy, I ain′t even playin' games, on God, you gon' feel it
How dare you talk down like I′m not one of the realest?
You hope a nigga beg, now I see you in your feelings
Paid all that shit back, gave you the first million

Even before my kids, even before my mother
Ready to die for you, nigga, you gon′ turn me on my brother
On God, that shit hurt, somehow I still love you, nigga
Yeah, huh

You was somethin' like a father figure
I ain′t even sign with niggas
Lost on the island now, they can't even find me, nigga
I can′t even lie, it ain't about money at all
′Cause followin' your ways got me stackin' it tall


Yeah, you ain′t know the business
I was way too big of a star
It′s like havin' a Bugatti, but can′t pay for the cars
Like chasin' a lil′ bag when we should've been up
I made way over 10, but it wasn′t enough

It shoulda came on a truck
Huh, go 'head, tell 'em I′m lyin′
Must got wings on me, tell 'em I′m flyin'
I was loyal for real
They all told me to jump ship and bail
Stay down, I was walkin′ on nails, nigga

You can ask my shooter, they'll tell you I′m a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast
Always know I be good, you ain't know how to show it (yeah, ayy)

You can ask my soul, they gon' tell you I′m a soldier (ayy)
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close (ayy)
Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast (ayy)
Always know I be good, I ain′t know how to show it (ayy, yeah), uh

Niggas always ask me, "Why you back in the field?"
I'm like, "I just went back, it was real"
Still got family here
Most these niggas turned out snakes, but a few, uh
Still in the ′burbs, penthouse with a view in it, uh


Soon as I leave the hood, get home and I view different, uh
Lot a niggas heard I was down, but a few witnesses it, uh
Nigga, I be stickin' to money, this glue different
Sneaker boxes full of 50, the dresser got blues in ′em, uh

Talkin' to the money, roll up, and I cruise with it, uh
Whenever I get more, I′m lettin' the crew get it, uh
Thinkin' ′bout these years, I don′t regret it at all
'Cause, nigga, I was happy to ball

I was throwin′ it all
I brought it all, I don't be shoppin′ at all
So much tags, I could open a store, nigga
Yeah, I did it right, but couldn't save all my dawgs
My hood angels got called by the Lord, yeah

You can ask my shooter, they′ll tell you I'm a soldier
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close
Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast
Always know I be good, you ain't know how to show it (yeah, ayy)

You can ask my soul, they gon′ tell you I′m a soldier (ayy)
Gotta watch your friends, keep your enemies close (ayy)
Niggas always hate, gotta ride with the toast (ayy)
Always know I be good, I ain't know how to show it (ayy)

Yeah (baby), baby