Talk To 'Em (feat. Westside Sim) Song Lyrics

Yeah, Right, HAHA
I remember whipping Honda 'Cord that shit classic
I remember I had to switch my thinking I had to tap in
Back then it was different I was tripping I had to re-checked
All them fucking feelings at the door I want my respect
Man I cant let you trick me out my time I'm too up for that
Watch the way you speaking on the gang cause it get stuck for that
I remember back when I was whipping in the Lincoln
Starin at my neck gone make you sea sick

From what I saw It was writing on the wall
I hear my thoughts
Hear the devil calling I'm like what you want
Dial tone, said I only speak to God and his angles
That angle don't fit me switch angles I'm bougee lil bitch
Hell yeah tell ya enemies I'm shining that's the mood
Huh Yeah the sun been the shining ain't no shade been coming thru
Yeah Yeah
Been on my grind and the vision working too
Clip the malice with that action I'm just balanced speaking truth

Yeah
Honestly the boy been blessed since I came up out the womb