I Don’t Talk

Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden

Vade on the keys

I don't talk to my girl friends
And my girl friends don't talk to me
Rap game with a bad name, a platinum album
And a Nawf degree
Fuck what happened, you a woman
You don't speak, oh, nah, nah
Remove the hood, I think they wanna
Hear from me, oh, nah, nah
Get too close, get smoked like purple, bitch
This that murder shit
YoungBoy pull up, that's a murder hit
Know they heard of this
Kelly and a Birkin bag even though
The bitch still do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama
I was on my ass

They talk down on my name, on my face
They brought shame
Blackballеd me from up out the game, bitch
Strippеd me out the fame
I ain't get a thing but a
Laugh when I told my pain
"Oh, that's hilarious, to her?"
Do dirty work with illegal guns
That's what I was in the parish for
Make sure that my children travel
I ain't happy how they perished us
Crime inside the same hood with no options
But they carriaged us
Can't be out here flippin' patties
What make you think them hoes
Gon' fuck with us?
What the fuck you think so
Lavish? Through my whole career
Been doped up
Playin' limbo with that gunfire
Mama say I was her worst child
Daddy lost his soul inside
A trial, that's fifty-five, one long ride
Tell Mike Caren I thank him
For that phone call, i'm on now
If that's my girl, I ain't fuckin'
On her friend inside my home, uh

I don't talk to my girl friends
And my girl friends don't talk to me
Rap game with a bad name, a platinum album
And a Nawf degree
Fuck what happened, you a woman
You don't speak, oh, nah, nah
Remove the hood, I think they wanna
Hear from me, oh, nah, nah
Get too close, get smoked like purple, bitch
This that murder shit
YoungBoy pull up, that's a murder hit
Know they heard of this
Kelly and a Birkin bag even though
The bitch still do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama
I was on my ass

Tired, you confused
You need to take some time off for to see
Who really love you
My friend? Got your best interests
Got your back and with you, thug 'til the end
Don't give no fuck if you kin
I need my phone call, guard go to trippin'
Tryna slam me down
I'm with Kaylee and with Herm inside the car
Them hitters ran me down
Phone ring, it's K, pick up my phone
"KD just got gunned down" bub bussin' back
But what 'bout my lil' brother?
Montana son was 'round
She don't love a nigga, she a snake
Huh? Her mama taught her that
You free to fuck 'round if
I don't know about it
Who the fuck done thought of that?
I'm a gangster, I hang up
On your mammy, bitch, no
I ain't callin' back
I'm a ranger, in that Nawf, it's danger
My family stoppin' that
Talk to my brother violent, but
Herm got him clapped, and I cop that
Ain't takin' care of her body
She skinny as the fuck, her parents fat
She stressin', wildin' about her old man
He done took her income tax
Know how she feel, I threw her somethin'
I watched niggas do my mama that
He choked her, slam her, kicked on her
Spit on her and made her spinal crack
He caught her talkin' to her
Ex, she tried to lie, he knew it's cap
But shawty was lovin' brodie ass and
Everybody know that that's a fact
Later OD'd from off a doja
It was as strong as nightcap say Phat Baby
Hello? Run that shit
Run that shit? Run that shit
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Let me see hahaha, don't you do all- just go
I told Ten, man, fuck them niggas
I want 'em all, been bringin'
Pressure all my life
It ain't no sense in calmin' down
If Top ain't feelin' your demeanor
Bet I make you move around
Big ass gat under my arm, bitch
I'll make your mama frown
I'm out that bottom
And I'm out that wall to be exact
Behind that feining store
Where they smoke mojo and they servin' packs
Last level always told me
"I'ma kill you if you ever rat"
They blocked the entrance off, so
I say, "Fuck it, " fall in through the back
4KTrey, nobody safe, and I gotta die this way
When we in the city
All them niggas do is hibernatin'
Talk to Monique, she told me, "PhatBlack
Hit your knees and pray"
The lawyers say, "They want the RICO
" that's another case

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