Something To Talk About

If you hear them talking bad about me just asks them why
Them niggas don’t want me to win, but I’m outside
Joell wanted to write for your boy, I said nah
I put blood and sweat in this shit, he thinking pride
But me and management couldn’t coincide
They brung Jovi in the building, left me outside
Y’all think I’m jealous of my boy y’all must be high
That’s my guy, that nigga just hit my line, like
Me and Kid in the studio like all the time
But me and Trendz we ain’t seeing eye to eye
That’s my brother though, we don’t speak, but I still love him tho
It’s been about a year, but that’s another note, fuck it though
Dark clouds ever since I lost my cousin
And people left thats not worth discussing
Man this shit disgusting
I thought they was, but really wasn’t
(Play the music
Where my smoke I’ve been going through it
Just going through it
Pour me a drink, I’m going through it
Going through it
All of my head, but I been going through it
Going through it
Such a such died, so I been going through it)
Social media got everybody living different
Based on reality and how they really living
Y’all pitching game to these birds, niggas Cal Ripkens
I’m in the game, niggas run the scrimmage
NEWD4Y, we got the shit lock, but our styles different
Yeah, you and I go shopping, but our aisles different
I did it on my own, nigga nothin' was given
Praying for my bad starts to turn to happy endings
Every verse freestyled, shit I never penned it
Tryna enjoy the moment instead of snapping pictures
Fuck the hate, focus on those who fucking with ya
Like if they winning they gonna come and get ya
Like if you winning they gonna heart ya pictures?
Them niggas busy with holding grudges and being bitter
Damn, wish they can see it the way i see it nigga
Shout out to Drew Bands and Jodi, them my hittas
I know I seem distant, but my dream getting bigger
I’m trying to bring a mil to the table, get your plate my nigga
Better late then never, I know I’m cold hearted
So I’m aiming for they chests like a hidden treasure
Flip a coin, I’m trying to stay alive
God wiling, I got some shit I got to teach my boys
That their mother can’t teach them
I’m trying to raise a star, boy I need more than a weekend
(I'm trying to raise a star, boy need more than a weekend
That take was decent)