Zac Flewids - Don't Talk lyrics

[Verse 1: Zac Flewids] "Zac, Zac, No why you rap on that sh**?" It's not about the beat though, I still finna smash it Flip an instrumental watch your boy go bat sh** Rappers always saying that they finna drop a cla**ic Im on replay, my mind's on the road like a freeway All up on my sh** like the whole week You on your sh** like three days Whatcha doing with yourself? Why're you still raping, Whatcha doing to yourself? f** with all the labels I'ma do it by myself Im rapid like an "MG" don't call me Kells I'ma spray that sh** till I comatose Flyer than the finches, Galapagos Hooked on the rhyme I'ma overdose "Be the best" be my slogan though Y'all spray that sh** too nonchalantly I get it bro, you're flyer than a kamikaze sh**ty rapper's always coming off so co*ky Spit about the weed or the purp, but it's not me "f** you Zac, your colours wrong" Hating on a boy who be anti-bong Well sometimes, but... When I spit it on the track I'ma right my wrongs like [Chorus: Zac FLewids] Dont Talk, be the best. (X7) [Bridge: Zac Flewids] Actions louder that words, boy Chirp too hard like birds, boy Say that you spit it the best But your sh** is all so slurred, boy All you rappers care about is cash and the thoughts/thots If I don't spit it big, sh**, this is all I got Best rapper here got my luck from the pot But I don't really do it, it be f**ing with my thoughts (yeah) [Verse 2: Zac Flewids] Seeing if I could keep my focus on Determination drug is what I'm hooking on They yelling out, "what the f** is urkel on" Well f** you all I'm the working one I got a guardian, you protected by your two nuts I'm calling down my angels but them angels on their own dust What? What the f**? Good kids turned by Lucifer He's testing me, but I ain't turning back He's coming in my path, I'ma turn my back This deep sh**, mother f**ers always wanna screen this My team is the meanest, your team's full of beaches Oops, b**hes, that's what I meant My confidence sunk like sediments Ain't no great dane but we always be here medalling I'm never gonna forget, mother f**ing elephant You don't know me Sacrificed years for dreams and big screens My evils too harsh, he won't let me breath He hates my confidence so I hid it up my sleeve (ugh) [Chorus + Bridge] [Verse 3: Zac Flewids] I'm welding, I'm spelling, how to lead to major melting Your rhyme rancid, I go like a little kid Mother f**er I be telling on your lack of creativity I'm exactly where want to be Lyricism stuck to me I'm a pure bread pedigree up in your vicinity They thinking that they kin to me but I make them all my enemy They always talking sh**, f**ing human centipede How long this player going on his one mean rhyme scheme