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lirik lagu talkin 2 spicy – envy caine

[verse]
sour diesel help me mediate, shoot to k!ll never hesitate
i came from the bottom all i ever knew was elevate
control the situation i’m the one who always regulate
love and money had to learn to separate
caught a flash when i drove past about some real sh*t
reminiscing, caught the same feelings it gave me chills quick
if you could relate to what i been through, it’s hard to deal with
they mad coka winning, look all they faces is still sick
a quarter million streams in 6 months, too many situations
20 videos in 10 months i had to be creative
ion do features with other rappers ‘cause y’all n*ggas dirt
dropping the realist music is how you hit ‘em where it hurts
let them keep attending, we gone finish this in real life
when it ain’t about nothing something still don’t feel right
i’m still independent, never been to take a deal type
why? i’m still feening to catch a chain that say “realryte”
jeezy you a weenie tryna show a deeper pocket
always capping for attention and you know them people watching
you watched your mans catch a headtap, you home spitting your best raps
put the credit cards down, pick a gun up and go get back
started cuffing dolly dollars, while tending for dirty dollars
[?] to make her swallow, y’all n*ggas some worthy cowards
a hunned pounds soaking wet, i punch a hole in your chest
you too little, i break you up then tell your homies come next
all them spots on your face you looking sicker and sicker
when realryte n*ggas die you just look at they pictures
i never see y’all in the clubs i wonder when we gone link up
you’re not in bushwick or the floss, send the addy we meet up
once you get me mad i’m on my bullsh*t ain’t no stopping me
can’t hide for too long, i’m on you n*gga this my city
[?] them drops, i heard she like to bust your moves
ran out the car, you left your mans you ain’t know what the f*ck to do
drop a location i bet your ass won’t go live again
watch what you standing on, somebody else gone die again
drive a foreign car everyday i roll with two straps
in the floss ima tryna catch ‘em, drop the window, hope they woo back
that sh*t look like a desert, n*ggas never know where you at
i’m heavy in twirlanta, take a trip you shouldn’t do that
back and forth to jail on parole that was a setback
bucko got shot in his belly left his ass on bedrest
sdot got slumped in the whip and put his head back
bunch of n*ggas died from the woo, y’all still ain’t get back
rico got kidnapped and y’all had to send that bread back
can’t call kapo up, i know y’all n*ggas felt that
renting foreign’s, rocking rollie’s, now they think they meek
a couple months in jail for scamming, now they think they street
tryna catch up to your past, so you living a lie
i’ll never rap if i just watched my n*gga just die
y’all some [?] n*ggas
beef beggars and fraud diva’s
no fear, allah teaching’s
take your jewelry, we all eating
i be up while they all sleeping
get sparked with a small nena
make plays, the score even
i know that my dawg’s [?]
at night the twirl in the sky like the batman sign
i know the world gone cry when a rap n*gga die
blue hunneds, a bunch of perkies, ima stick to the trap
anybody know me in person know i bring out them racks
all your jewelry is getting sn*tched if i can get to the strap
you still on federal parole, boy you need to relax
mell, mula, [?], washed up look like a bozo
you know you going broke you doing returns in nordstorm
[?] your family, big balling, our legacy build bigger ties
feed the streets with real music ‘til they let us get inside
plagiarizing meek mill ain’t gone get you too far
realryte n*ggas be capping tryna paint a facade
skrap use to slap you up, y’all n*ggas been getting robbed
you don’t got no real money, you be renting them cars
watching face all day, pillow talking with broads
first quarter it’s time to play then ima put him on pause
mr. talkingspicy could take everybody chick
links and drinks all summer, quick to take a n*gga b*tch
i couldn’t accept a handout so i got up and earned
i came outside to get some money, started supplying the curb
set up shop, customers select a deal and get served
i never respect a person who could lie on their word
how y’all get straight cash? y’all 90s n*ggas is jokes
y’all big homie pee gutta mad and visually broke
that sterling silver gsc chain it gotta go
pull out your camera, seen you at court, ain’t want no smoke
fetti got signed still swiping pieces, where your breesh at?
still live in the 9 you doing bad you need your team back
stop wearing n*gga’s jewelry, do some features ‘cause you need that
the real cocaine, ima make ‘em have a relapse
might get dropped from the label, shmoney dancing all summer
you did nothing to n0body you just rowdy lil brother
politic for revenge, so ima make ‘em feel that sh*t
people salting up my name like i really did that sh*t
‘cause i l!ck my b*tch good ‘til she cum and shaking quick
i come around, n*gga’s girl smiling tryna take a glimpse
versace frames, i’m hopping out the foreign with a glizz
keep it tall, no word watching ima call it how it is
top opp i’m worth a lot, coka now that’s a price tag
i’m the one the people wanna hear so they don’t like that
do what i want and bully these n*ggas until they fight back
touch one of mines, no wasting no time we spinning right back
i got gd’s in ever city, well connected for real
once we spot him we send him figi’s, executional k!ll
soon as these n*ggas see me they panicking like they cc
i let the streets teach me to do all these n*ggas greasy
not on my worst day, none of these n*ggas could beat me
i got it on my own never asked a n*gga to feed me
when onpoint see the folks come he disappear quick
1090 n*ggas dropping like flies y’all still ain’t k!ll sh*t
from the ville where we shoot n*ggas, this is not what you do
since punch like to d*ck ride i put a shot in him too
[?] go come and get me, tried to convince me to leave you
try to black ball the twirlers, i can’t wait ‘til i see you
they never could stop greatness, my music the spots playing
we shoot when the glocks came in, stop all of the clout chasing
keep a blixk, we floxk to live, the gz gotta survive
don’t mention me or the twirl unless you’re ready to die
everybody break bread i’m just baking the pie
every time a n*gga diss me i’m just making him hot
n*ggas never get no views so they dissing the folks
every time we catch them n*ggas, we gon’ give ‘em some smoke
d*ck riding tory lanez, chase clout all you want is fame
came home you doing bad, tryna live off your name
i heard you blood now the homies got they hands in your pockets
taxstone plugged you in just to make him some profit
i’m a threat to the competition n*ggas know i could rap
stay consistent, kept it official just to get where i’m at
no co*signs or recognition made it happened from scratch
leave the stu’ back in the trenches, all i know is the trap
i’m always dropping my location so you know where i’m at
anytime you see me in public you should know that i’m strapped
if you feel a way we could link up, ain’t no picking and choosing
we gon’ keep it in the streets, ain’t no speaking in music
from flatbush to the ville we still dropping the woo
if you rock with gs9 then we clapping you too
coka!

- envy caine

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