Tech N9ne – Talk lyrics

Sheesh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life Yeah Err body want to run their mouth Telling hella stories about the things they did Pull up on 'em, I'll show up on it South son a nigga like I raised a kid Only speak about it if I be about it We can see about it, make it quick When it come to spitting who the fuck you kidding Y'all ain't never did it like I did Internet, it made me rich I'm getting richer, taking pictures With some women, admit it, this life is different You don't get it Every sentence killing, make a couple million and quit it Got niggas in Tippy tryna get it The life of Futuristic, I can give it to 'em Put a rapper on the team Take 'em on tour, now he really into something I been around the globe a couple times I ain't had to sign but it's still an option Got a lot of gwalla Made a lot of dollars Own a lot of land, Davy Crockett Got your girly on a tour bus She don't watch Barney but your baby bopping Hit it then I get up on the road I'ma do my dance like it's Sadie Hawkins Boy I got the sauce, that's true Girl, I'm living proof Tie your tennis shoes, you tripping I ain't in the mood nah Y'all ain't really about this life Took a couple notes from Tech N9ne Young nigga got the best rhymes Don't run your mouth for less right Spit it like the cinnamon challenge I was the kid with the talent Now I can make it balance when I go out Spittin' fire like a cigarette lighter Got to get it in tighter Want me to get up inside her Then I got to bounce Got six businesses, two houses Mormon life, a few spouses A cool account, still getting bigger Ain't a damn thing you could do about it I'm gone All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk You ain't really 'bout that life Fuckin' about it, then being about it, now what They don't be havin' it when nigga down on the gut They be the people that talk up a lot of BS And they really countin' me less I can never shout it enough Frickin' incredible hits, R-B Rippin' a level, the kids hard me Givin' the nation a big dark spree When I make the music biz marquee Innovator, I am not a criminal This why they women wanna shot at genitals I'm maximum, they sayin' I'm the minimal We're talkin' cheaper than a Dollar General Haters hearin' me spit it, shit it Goin' ahead and admit it, quit it Stay stalkin', they talkin' Tellin' the people that I'm wicked, wicked Fat stacks, we ballin' That stacks be callin' Rap after me, that's actually wack, that's why he stallin' Rule is 'round to get hurt, ain't it? Dudes around us since birth, tenant True the lies'll get worse Alarmin' then merk around for this shirt, painted They don't know that when the planet drop I'm 'bout to take the rap into a colder degree Everything I ever wanted from the record business They gon' hand it over to me They gonna really see the soul of a G Ridin' rowdy with the flow of the sea Everybody want the musical virus I give it to 'em like Ebola disease I'm on a mission to get fish Shoppin' up enough and I rip it to get swish Anybody wanna become a gynecologist They droppin', ain't if I actin' a big bitch Try to rap me, I'd a pappy, why you 'ttackin' 'Cause you never knew a demon inside a black kid And never ninja fuckin' with a flier record Deep in America, anyone would die to trap me Tech-a, Nin-a, Futur-istic, we all goin' more crazy! Takin' everybody's money, even takin' your lady! Makin' movies with her like I'm motherfuckin' Scorsese! This is dedicated to my homie up in Florida Rest in peace WarBaby, let's go! All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk All you do is talk, talk, talk You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life You ain't really 'bout that life Fuck up out my way, yeah I don't play it safe, yeah When you from the bottom, you hit harder like a bass They don't wanna see me on top though Magic on me like Lonzo I'ma level up, it's so exciting They don't understand me like I'm Mike Tyson Haters, I need you, I think that I like it Feedin' me motivation with a diet I'ma keep grinding, continue to eat Think you a boss and I'm takin' a knee Know that you scared 'cause you are what you eat Chargin' up, man, I'm gon' need a receipt Niggas be thinkin' I felt it at Disney But then they show up and it's Beauty and Beast Think that you know me just 'cause my exterior I am the weirdo and I am superior Funny how niggas be ringing alarm When you wanna rise and I'm like, "One at a time" Niggas is actors, remember your lines I seen this movie like 300 times Kickin' you off of my mountain, it's mine I just want everybody to know (yeah) We not goin' away (yeah) You don't do your place (yeah) I came at my door, I'm like "Hello" (yeah) Won't leave me alone (yeah) I am on the phone (yeah) Leave a message when you hear the tone Hold up If you wanna get it, then you get it I'm playin' all the position like I'm Kobe, like I'm Shaq I'm like Kyrie Irving, I'm dishing anybody not so Futuristic And they get the business Don't do that You messin' with us but it's too late You not on our level, nigga, please just tie your shoelace You trippin' Explain Request ×

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