Tommie Rose & Owen - Wallet

We don't talk that
Thought you was
Everything you think you are
I am not the one to fuck with
Put you up a pedestal
Just to kick you off it
I don't want no deal
But when i get it offered
I'll tell a bitch Shut up and come meet me in my office
1st floor take the right door and be cautious
Motherfuckers swinging with their heads like a moshpit
So get headed budded out or you gotta dodge it
If you can stand that and don't get demolished
You might kiss the ring bitch, I just got it polished
Take a flight trough the window, if you trynna talk with your wallet
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Ey, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk that
Thought I was
Everything you think I am
You are not the one to fuck with
Put you on a high horse
Just to fall off it
Trynna turn so many heads, shit done made you nauseous
Began to earn your respect and now you just lost it
Made a lane for yourself, quickly you had parked it
Put another face on, just to make the market
Found out about it, and that shit made you a target
Now your home bound, while your sleeping on the carpet
Thought you was a true one, a real fucking artist
Don't even come around, if you trynna talk with your wallet
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk that
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk back
Nah, We don't talk that

Written by:
Tommie Roos

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