Mac Heem - Talk My Shit

Talking shit behind my back
But when you see me quick to speak
Ain't no nigga gave me shit
I really got it out the streets
We been blowing money fast
Starting to move just like I'm Meech
Taking penitentiary chances
Cause my people gotta eat
Ain't talked to project in a minute
I can't lie I miss my dog
We was popping shit in traffic
Now it's 15 minute calls
Wasn't nobody really there
I had my back against the wall
I kept a smile up on my face
I had to keep on standing tall
20k a month
That's quarter ticket in a year
That lil bitch a munch
But I had to hit her from the rear
I keep different Runtz
Pick a flavor
Better come get near
I can't lie the day I lost EP
I couldn't hold back them tears
Don't care about the juice
But I can get like Bishop round this bitch
Niggas moving loose
His folks running through tissue round the bitch
Like I'm kin to Trae, they know I'm the truth around this bitch
We did what to who?
Naw ain't no snitching round this bitch
Bitches come and go
I can't lie that shit there for the birds
Really having motion
Ion give a fuck bout what you heard
Feel like Aunt Jemima
I been going crazy with the syrup
This drank personal
Just stick around, I might can get you served
Just let that bitch play
(Uh uh uh uh)
Just let that bitch play
(Uh uh uh uh)
I got killas in Milwaukee
They gone crash about them bucks
Out in traffic in the Yami
Double Rs & Maybach Trucks
They don't know I keep that fire
When I move that bitch be tucked
But if a nigga run up on me
We gone send his bitch ass up
Ion need a plug
Got it out the mud anyway
Why you fuck with scrubs
Nigga can't see me on any day
RIP to Scarr
Bump down on the block & make a play
They say I go too far
Gotta keep these niggas out my way

Written by:
Shahem Moore

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