AJ Glizz - Talk on My Name Lyrics

I wonder if half of them man I called family would really ride for me like a sibling would
Man tried wrap me, tings tried trap me, there's only one girl that I can give this wood
Bag of victims doing up bad boy, if I show a bad boy about victimhood
Picture a kid that can spit this good, drip this good, fist and my fitness good
Feels like a million weeks that I've been in this T, never dreamed of this when I was a Young G
I was on the roads, Ace was on the road, he was selling out shows, my line toured the Country
Been through break ups, breakdowns, broke down so much bujj in this bruck up Beatdown whip
Bro still doing up hallies and clicks, he got half the ends in Italian fits
Me I'm nice in a tracky and kicks, and I'm still a top boy like Sully and Driss
I don't wanna talk about money and whips, keep running your lips
Not one of these pricks could walk a mile in any one of my kicks
Still sonnin' these kids like nothing ain't criss
Boot full of boxes nothing ain't ticked, that's the same way bro got buss down
I ain't gotta scream it, man already know who my team is
Known in and around the ends
Food get stretched, put money in things like Wretch
Dots anywhere north of the Thames
Fam I need M's, f*ck them youts I burnt bare bridges, I ain't tryna make amends
I'm hungry and parro, in the deep end still shallow
I can't even trust my friends
This lifetsyle ments
It made money before that it made sense
Got me doing up boujie events
Marger but this stack real hench
I ain't gotta flex chest for this to get tense
I still pray for my sanity's sake that my family safe and sound
And my bro should be called rap genius, how we cop bars and then break them down
Real rap, no cap, in fact I probably would've never came back if I made it out
About, AJ basic how? Wow, them youts chasing clout
I was breaking packs in a basement flat, even when I went broke bro I never lost faith
Blatant facts, we ain't taking naps till' we've made that back then we take that kway
Been through things all now I can't speak on, what do you see when you look in my face
I told bro that that one's hotel treatment, she ain't coming back to the base
I'm uptown shopping with bae, that's lobster, chips and a well done steak
Fake love, greed and jealousy, weed and Hennessy helps with the pain
Neeks addressing me, do him like President Kennedy, have to take that to the brain
One eye on my enemies, one in the aim
I don't even know why they talk on my name
One eye on my enemies, one in the aim
I don't even know why they talk on my name