Jeezy - Talk to 'Em lyrics

[Hook] Like the person needs his soul Fight the will to need his own Just talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a minute Like the baby needs to cry If you go I swear I'll die [Verse 1] How the f** I'm free out here and you locked in there Your whole family acts like I don't care They don't know about the nights I just lay in my bed I can't even sleep, I just lay in my bed Eyes full of tears and a heart full of pain Take deep breaths everytime I hear your name You was more than family you was like my brother So when the sh** went down it's like I lost my brother And I wish we could trade places Swear to God dawg wish we could trade places Livin' a life of crime, but it wasn't your life it was more like mine I often think about the close calls we had And I often think about the close brawls we had And I love my n***a, what you know bout that And I'll do anything to get golmouf back talk to 'em [Hook] [Verse 2] Mel man you my heart I swear to god Knew you was real man I saw it from the start Even when I was wrong my n***a had my back Even when I was right my n***a had my back We used to laugh, wasn't sh** funny Late night at my grandma house counting money I trust you with my life dawg If I was married, I'd trust you with my wife dawg Any given time a half a mill in your possession You ain't called in two days man I still wasn't stressing Cause when I talk my n***a listen Switch sh**, you used to help me with them pigeons Earnest T. won't talk to me dawg and it hurts She treat a n***a like I'm the scum of the earth In your eyes I couldn't do no wrong So to you I dedicate this song [Hook] [Verse 3] Must've bust ten rounds through the strap in your lap Knew I was a gangsta I wasn't going for that p**y n***a in my yard, talkin' sh** Knowin' damn well I was on some G sh** Let the whole clip ride and didn't think Let the whole clip ride and didn't blink You asked me kindly not to bring the white in the house And then what I do, bring the white in the house Bricks in the attic and you ain't know Your grandson k**in' em, he getting 24 Feds at the door, I'm out of town You ain't tell em sh**, you held me down Now a-days I rock the mic I'm getting paid for that And all the sh** I been through I'm getting paid for that Always said I would make it, wish you could see me now But if I tried to tell her, she probably wouldn't believe me now [Hook]