Too Much Talkin Songtext
Feed me something new I don’t need the same meal
Half of us blind to truth and really can’t tell
When you sticking to your shit you really can’t fail
Instead of putting shit together that don’t blend well
Came up from the gutter we don’t know no hotel
House party, house party, hop on the bail
Liquor burn my liver, I deliver like the mail
Bitch, why you being selfish?
Hang up on the cell, quick
Got a minute politic, it’s a real short list
Half of us blind to truth and really can’t tell
When you sticking to your shit you really can’t fail
Instead of putting shit together that don’t blend well
Came up from the gutter we don’t know no hotel
House party, house party, hop on the bail
Liquor burn my liver, I deliver like the mail
Bitch, why you being selfish?
Hang up on the cell, quick
Got a minute politic, it’s a real short list
If you can’t afford this, you can count on em all in
Money real long, so you know I’m gon’ spend
And you know I reign true, saying when it’s gon' end?
See thе man with a scope on his lens?
That’ll be my cousin, and you know wе all kin
Numbers going up, And you know I’m on 10
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
All these records labels tryna put me on consignment
I been on the block tryna un earth the diamond
Had to change a bit of my environment
Til the only way i move is flying private
Stubborn man, and a tad misguided
Before I made a band I was a man from the bottom
Full throttle, the best know the threshold
Since I touchdown, gassed up, TEXACO
Shut it down, syndicated, feel me out in Mexico
That’s skinny light, eyes low when I hit the dope
Find your own identity you people not original
Took a little trip, out in LA it’s identical
When I got the rock, bounce with the give and go
Got a song, Bounce, Y-S-L on the zippers bro
By the way, honestly, this like a ritual
See the team in the V, speeding off, here we go
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
Money real long, so you know I’m gon’ spend
And you know I reign true, saying when it’s gon' end?
See thе man with a scope on his lens?
That’ll be my cousin, and you know wе all kin
Numbers going up, And you know I’m on 10
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
All these records labels tryna put me on consignment
I been on the block tryna un earth the diamond
Had to change a bit of my environment
Til the only way i move is flying private
Stubborn man, and a tad misguided
Before I made a band I was a man from the bottom
Full throttle, the best know the threshold
Since I touchdown, gassed up, TEXACO
Shut it down, syndicated, feel me out in Mexico
That’s skinny light, eyes low when I hit the dope
Find your own identity you people not original
Took a little trip, out in LA it’s identical
When I got the rock, bounce with the give and go
Got a song, Bounce, Y-S-L on the zippers bro
By the way, honestly, this like a ritual
See the team in the V, speeding off, here we go
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
Too much talking, too much talking
Ain’t nobody tryna hear all that
If I don’t answer, I’ll call back
But if I don’t, I bet you think I’m all that
This is how it is when you poor black
This is how it is when I fall back
Too much talking, too much talking
And I’m not afraid to record that
