Ji$h - Talk Ya Shit Lyrics

Tell me how im supposed to win if they do me in
Nevertheless still blessed habits full if sin
Tell me how im supposed to ball if they pray i fall
Things cant get reversed if i make a call
How im supposed to feed my family if they try and jam me
Fire arm in arms reach and it come in handy
How they f*ck im suppossed to thrive if i aint alive
They gonna throw curve balls gotta improvise
Rather count a million in paper than deal with haters
White wine, salmon filet with dill and capers
Nighttime im on they way to feel her flavors
I hope she henny straight but i still wouldnt chase her
Gotta keep it low pro incase the ops see me
Im tryna be me and they wanna soap opera like tv
I heard they got a price on my head like beanies
I wish a nigga would like a jeanie
Im dealing with the fact im the realest nigga in rap
I fear for my brothers and peers they killing blacks
They said id have to ball or rap im feeling trapped
Just to black ball you, example a kneeling Kap
I need cash advanced and i need it now
Im not a rookie call my bookie need a couple thou
I left shorty steaming she gonna need a towel
And i went thru the back scheming on the prowl
Tell me how im supposed to win if they do me in
Nevertheless still blessed habits full if sin
Tell me how im supposed to ball if they pray i fall
Things cant get reversed if i make a call
How im supposed to feed my family if they try and jam me
Fire arm in arms reach and it come in handy
How they f*ck im suppossed to thrive if i aint alive
They gonna throw curve balls gotta improvise
These nights get darker than my ceaser
I left my Mona Lisa she had thefted my visa
And you never wanna admit that
Shit i still wanna hit that
Whats worse the pain i felt
Or the pain ive dealt
Champagne on shelf
That shit aint stopping like an encore
All that shit done turned me into a monster
Got the juice need no f*cking proof im the son of Zeus
Hit the booth like im still a youth dreaming bout a coupe
Construct boots and a bubble goose looking like my roots
Waves on swim when i crowd surf this place a f*cking zoo
Ima fool dropped right out of school mama had the blues
Money blew(blue) but i dont cop diamonds i rather drop jewels
Had my boy stab me in the back like Paul Pierce im the Truth
When they catch you out in traffic no tellin what ima do
Put a shell in you and ya boo
Now you looking like Donatelo and the crew
I be looking like hoodie Melo in the booth
Shorty booty look like she got jello in her glutes
But i cant get distracted by women who do magic
She disappear in this air man that shit is tragic
She was pretty girl mama had her up in pageants
Now she bumps City Girls while she dip in traffic
Tell me how im supposed to win if they do me in
Nevertheless still blessed habits full if sin
Tell me how im supposed to ball if they pray i fall
Things cant get reversed if i make a call
How im supposed to feed my family if they try and jam me
Fire arm in arms reach and it come in handy
How they f*ck im suppossed to thrive if i aint alive
They gonna throw curve balls gotta improvise
Tell me how im supposed to win if they do me in
Nevertheless still blessed habits full if sin
Tell me how im supposed to ball if they pray i fall
Things cant get reversed if i make a call
How im supposed to feed my family if they try and jam me
Fire arm in arms reach and it come in handy
How they f*ck im suppossed to thrive if i aint alive
They gonna throw curve balls gotta improvise