Talk About It

I was broke, was strugglin'

I recently lost a brother of mine, so

That's, that's where that came from

I was in seek of revenge

That's on my dead homie body

Ye ain't bodied nothin'

That's on my dead homie body

And my body suffer

They say the suckers with the shit

But I ain't seen shit

You could lost tomorrow

'Bout some shit that don't mean shit

Jumped up off the porch and told my mama

"I don't need shit"

I'ma bleed the pavement till I'm paid

What you need click?

Free my lil brother, Huzzy Marcus for the 36

A bully actin' fact that I be slappin' till machine click

**** a deuce pap, I'll blap you with 33 stick

You and all them faggots that you be with, this P shit

Hit Stick Murder Squad, we don't be on defence

My bullet throwin' offence, it's silly tryna off shit

My brother looked to differ when I sinked him in the coffin

Told him that I got him, I visit that nigga often

Bowkey, four nickel on my daily till I lost it

Keepin' hunnids, I just lost the location where I tossed it

Slumpin' after spunky, till he run it like a fosset

I pray it ain't no tape, just yellow tape with the 'Caution'

Flockin' with the shooter game, follow my banger posse

Google my goon body names, they all facin' homi's

We ain't atemmptin' to tempt this when we be yankin' wallies

I try curl a nigga up if he ain't straight with Mozzy

I ain't gotta tell the crew, 'cause I'm gangsta Mozzy

And disapprove of any motive if it ain't the Mozzy

Suckas gettin' dudded out like they ain't nobody

That's 'cause they ain't nobody

'cause they ain't got no bodies

That's on my dead homie's body

And my body suffer

That's on my dead homie's body

Ye ain't bodied nothin'