james francis king - talk my shit

Aye
Yeah
Okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, o-
I've been stuck in the past, yeah
I've been fucking up fast, yeah
I've been steady on my way so
Get your car out the garage, aye
Get your nose out my business, little boy
I'm so far from finished, little boy
I've been killing shit
And I need about a million of witnesses, boy
Yeah, that's the truth, ugh
You can get out the darkness, I'm living proof, yeah
I take my pain and my anger, leave it all in the booth, yeah
I take my struggles and sadness, go tell the youth, yeah
Where I'm from, this shit don't ever take off
That's why I don't take vacations, no man, there's never days off
I keep my wits about me, homie, being clever pay off
And if you're out, you're out, bruh, the ties I sever stay off
I don't rest, I'm a boss
Can't be accepting a loss
I'm trying to be humble but
My shit is fresher than yours
Said I'm a rebel with a cause
Just tryna level my flaws
I know I sound goofy but
Can you get arrested for bars?
Cause I'm a fucking pyromaniac
They said "It's time, go make that track"
I said "It's mine", go take that back
I swear, it's fire, might break your neck
Sheesh, coming like a villain, where's that nice guy?
Jesus Christ, Walter White, season five, aight
Ooh, had to let that one breathe
You know it's a problem whenever I put the pen to the sheets
I'm a menace, you see,
Who out here better than me?
I walk in confidently, bitch
I talk my shit then I leave, aye

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Jeroen Bossee

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