"TalkToEm" lyrics

Y'all don't know 'bout shit, for real
These niggas wanna run
These niggas wanna-, these niggas who was sayin' they was down, but they really was a clown
They really wasn't around, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
(Ayo, Spaceman, turn it up)
(This sound like Quel)

I looked up to trapstars all my life
I ain't tryna fall, I was tryna get right
The opps be barking but don't bite
Don't play with shorty, your ass gon' die
I'ma come spark shit up all night
Put it in park and whip out the pipe
Bottom boy, be the guys
Nigga, we spanking shit on sight
They heard what I said
But they don't know 'bout that pain a nigga felt, found out my brother dead
Hot Piru the gang all on his face and caught one to the head
He take that with his gun all on his waste, you better know how to beg
I talk that raw shit, no floss shit, fuck what they sayin'
They don't know about that blood shit (On God)
My first time getting spinned on, packed, got hit up in the leg (On God)
Malik was tryna so hard to be gang, but he was really scared
See, he remind me of all these lames acting like they, yeah
We paint the city red
We done came from out the blue, down he got a crew
Zag the Jag' and he really crash
I was doin' the dash all in that coupe
He kill that snake and we drop the roof
He poppin' at him and I'm poppin' at you
He glockin' at him and I'm glockin' at you
Me and my twin, me and my troops
What you know 'bout layin' on the plug for that sack? (What you know about it?)
What you know 'bout slime and the big homie down for that pack? (Come on, man)
What you know 'bout cutting your partner off 'cause he a rat? (Rat)
What you know 'bout getting spinned on and spinning back?

I don't think these niggas really understand (I don't think they understand)
I don't think these niggas really understand (I don't think they understand)
Nah, for real, nah, for real
I don't think these niggas really understand

I came from nothing
I came from something, I ain't changing that
I ain't changing up
Bitch, I'm from the bottom, you know where I'm aiming at
Slime say "Why you ain't made it yet?"
What the fuck you mean I ain't made it yet?
I'm 21, nigga, my dawg didn't make it, what you mean I ain't made it yet?
Yeah, rock show, city chick
Fuck these ho's, receiving threats
Ain't nothin' neq, I needed that
Leave him where his people at
I'm on the same street where the police is at
Some hustlers and some creepers at
Few busters and some suckers, just stay down where your sneakers at

Yeah, to be fly, nigga, bottom boy, nigga
Bottom boy for life
Long live the guy, free the bros
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Fuck these ho's
On the guys, on the fam, on the gang, on the snakes
Know what I'm saying?
I don't think these niggas really understand (I don't think they understand)
I don't think these niggas really understand (I don't think they understand)
Nah, for real, nigga (Nah, for real)
I don't think these niggas really understand
This shit wasn't playing, this shit just happened
We gon' make it happen though
Nah, for real