Talk About It - Joey Cool

Fuck it, let’s talk about it

Yeah

I gotta get some shit up off my chest

A lot of motherfuckers got me stressed

Mama Coolie always telling me I’m blessed

She don’t know these people always at my neck nigga

She don’t know that I don’t sleep and I’m a wreck

I go a 100 miles an hour, I don’t rest nigga

I’m about the loyalty and my respect

Man you silly motherfuckers got me vexed

I cannot deal with this fuckery

Goddamn boy they tryna break a nigga down

I don’t like too many people that been touching me

Y’all in trouble, I’m disgusted with you fucking clowns

Y’all ain’t taking this as serious as we gon' take it

Nigga you don’t need the fixing if you didn’t break it

I’m convinced too many people out here being basic

I ain’t journey in this all so I could be complacent

What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful

See the hate they abide to, need a rifle

See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled

Talk 'bout it

What did I do but commit time to the craft

They don’t like you, my advice is fuck off, they don’t have to

Cause half of these niggas mad cause they know they can’t act like you

Talk 'bout it

I’ma wear my heart up on my sleeve

I’m just try’na be as honest as can be

Lets be real, you gotta party, you’re from me

Guess I’m kinda like a father figure

Don’t nobody make it awkward, here is me

And if this microphone was human, just struck an artery

I always been a little trouble, I’ma keep it on the real

I’m on my Jigga shit, you niggas ain’t as hard as we

Ohh, goddamn, goddamn

I’m just out here executing my plan

Ain’t too many that can do what I can (No you can’t)

Happy I don’t rap no better than the fans nigga

I ain’t a rapper, I’m a father and a man nigga

I can’t believe you niggas thought of me again nigga

Part of me just wanna see you rookies drown

Other part of me is hoping all of y’all can swim

I cannot deal with this fuckery

The devil working on me, try’na break a nigga down

Discussing me ever since everyone discovered me

My head is heavy try’na wear this motherfucking crown

Let me take a breath, bitch I’m back like I never left

And I been listening to Zepp, isolated by the ref

I ain’t even finna shit, aye somebody cut the check

Nigga yeah

What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful

See the hate they abide to, need a rifle

See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled

Talk 'bout it

What did I do but commit time to the craft

They don’t like you, my advice is fuck off, they don’t have to

Cause half of these niggas mad cause they know they can’t act like you

Talk 'bout it

Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it

Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it