[Intro: Talib]
Son of Sam but Talib who I am doe
Yeah, mane just peep the game
I'm bout to tell you exactly whats been going on these last few days
Yeah, its crazy
Yeah, off da head
Ha, yeah
Off my damn head ya feel me
[Verse: Talib]
Look, I peeped game a long time ago
Wasn't hard to find
See I was tryna make it to the top
And had to grind
A n***a tried to play me cause they saw dat I was shining
n***as getting mad when they see yo a** grinding
See you getting money
So these n***as start to tripping
And them n***as start to flipping
But them n***as contradictions
I dont f** wit half these n***as
n***as can get out my face
Plus the taste of victory is better than the taste of hate
n***as tried set me up
n***as tryna wet me up
Because I finally made a dollar
And I came up from a buck
n***as talk a lot of sh**
But they ain't bout it
They'll get tucked
I dont f** wit nun of these n***as
These n***as is like the bucks
They told me to f**in do it
I did it
And now its done
n***as talk a lot of sh**
But then them the main ones to run
n***as talk like they the sh**
But these n***as ain't really nun
When I pull up on they set
Them p**y n***as down to run, oh
They wanna talk behind my back
But never to my face
Probably because what I say
Is really what I embrace
This money all dat I chase
I never do chase a hoe
So if she don't want me no mo
Then dat b**h gotta go
Dats how I feel, dats how I feel
I'm keeping real
n***as be talking sh**
But never wanna take the wheel
When it come to getting money
n***a dats what I enstill
If a n***a don't like me
Den I don't give a f** how he feel
I gotta get it, gotta get it
Im so committed
To this game dat I invested in
When I was tryna get it
Flow so lo
But I'm tryna come up
n***as tryna set me up
But they ain't gon run up
n***a talkin sh**
Like he wit the sh**
But he ain't wit da sh**
Pull up on dat n***a
Ill flip dat n***a like a brick
Never trust a n***a
Cause these n***as tried to set me up
f** all you f** n***as
Ill come and wet chu up
Hit you wit diss flame
I swear its never da same
Dey talk a lot of sh**
But dey ain't real up in diss game
n***as fake as f**
Never trust a foe
Never trust a hoe
You already kno
Came from nothin
Now I'm finna glo
n***as kno
I'm about to k** em
And dey know ill grind
Everybody talk a lot of sh**
But dey ain't really wit me
Dey ain't gon do it
Dey ain't gon get it
Money over everything
Over b**hes, MOB
[Outro: Talib]
And dats off the f**in head
f** all y'all
s** my dick...