Ca'sohn G - Talkin' Bout

Man, it’s like
Everyone’s a rapper now my nigga
Everyone’s popping percs now my nigga
But it’s like
Y’all niggas realize how stupid you look
What these niggas talkin’ bout
Aye
What these niggas talkin’ bout
(What you talkin bout, tell me what you talkin bout)
Man, fuck all them threats that you sending me
I ain’t the enemy
I’m the remedy
You best relax 'fore I blackout my energy
Nigga fall back I am not with the twittering
I know they feeling the kid
And I ain’t even got a diamond to see on my wrist
But I got a milli to get
And probably just made an appointment to go meet with your bitch
I know I’m wildin
They see me shining
Climbing the ladder, it’s all perfect timing
I ain’t been hiding
Been seeking guidance
While these
Imitators steady lying
I’m finna take a vacay to the islands
5’9
But a lyrical giant
How high
Feel like meth when I’m rhyming (Tical)
Can’t keep up but I know they trying
I got a third eye in the back of my head
Don’t lie boy I know that you scared
Popping pills got you loose in the head
I roll up my blunt to prepare
For anything or one I swear to god I’ll go to war nigga
10 of y’all get chopped down super quick I’ll grab my sword nigga
I’m tougher than ford nigga
You know that I’m gone hit the Forbes nigga
Just watch how I roar nigga
Your music be leaving them bored
They standing with snores
I need my awards galore
My head feeling big like George
You niggas is sweet no smores
I ain’t hit my peak but soaring
Nigga got heat in store
What these niggas talkin’ bout
On gang
You lame
On gang
What these niggas talkin’ bout
On gang
You lame
On gang
What these niggas talkin’ bout
On Gang
You lame
On gang
What these niggas talkin’ bout
ON gang
You lame
On gang
Boy you lame
You thought that I’d start on the one?
I do what I want
But shit man I need me a gun
Tell tilly to lob me that tommy and run
I promise that there ain’t no bitch in my blood
You claim you a bear but you really a cub
You say you got hoes they ain’t showing no love
(Aye)
When the time come, I’m on it
Whip fast I don’t flaunt it
Cause I know that if I dip fast then a bitch ass cop wants me
So I sit back nigga relax imma spark the blunt
I’m zonin
35 in a 35 but I’m high as hell straight bumpin
You got a problem
Imma run up then
Bitch it ain’t nothin
I’m doing this shit so I can turn nothin into something
I ain’t gone stop till all of my money comes in abundance
You niggas is funny talk on beats but don’t say nothing
What these niggas talkin’ bout
What these niggas talkin’ bout
What these niggas talkin’ bout
(All that talk but don’t say nothing bitch you frontin)
(All that talk but don’t say nothing bitch you frontin)
What these niggas talkin’ bout
(All that talk but don’t say nothing bitch you frontin)
(All that talk but don’t say nothing bitch you frontin)
Boy I feel like DaBaby
You moving too lazy
You better not try me young nigga
Man I think I was born in the 80’s
These new niggas weird I ain’t feeling them lately
Hit the gas then I flash like I’m racing
Leave yo ass in the past if you playing
I can’t run after hoes
Cause I ain’t got stamina
Only the bag that I’m chasing
Had to get off my ass and be patient
Got kicked out the crib
Ain’t know where to live
So I parked my whip in a vacant
Remember my stomach was aching
But fuck it get back to the basics
I’m keeping my mask in the back just for safety
In NY I was moving too shady
I got to the money
But watching my back had me looking too crazy
I ain’t gonna stop till I’m rich
Name a philosopher harder than this
I’m an artist for profit
A prophet with hits
Starting to think that my life is a glitch
Look at the green in my eyes when I spit
Don’t check on me better check on your bitch
You took an X now you zombies and shit
I joined the X so we all gonna win
Gang
You Lame
On Gang
You Lame
On Gang
Boy you lame
On gang
You lame
On Gang
Boy you lame

Written by:
Ca'Sohn Grant

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