Sicka Talkin’

Lyrics

[Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] No I don't fuck with too many niggas Posted up smoking with gritty niggas No cigs got me feeling shitty nigga You'll probably swing but won't hit me nigga Forgot 'bout a show Forgot 'bout a shoot Forgot 'bout my ho Forgot 'bout my group I just needed space let me breathe breathe breathe Stuck in my ways tryna leave leave leave [Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher] This shit too easy Lowkey feel greedy Yo bitch get high quick Wake up like Z'd Wake up like he need That's a joke bro Fuck around probably hang 'em by the rope, dope Lowkey I heard you ain't got no ho's Had to cut a couple off got to much shows All my niggas cutthroat If it ain't 'bout a buck I don't give a fuck 'Cause I don't get cuts for a little bust [Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] No I don't fuck with too many niggas Posted up smoking with gritty niggas No cigs got me feeling shitty nigga You'll probably swing but won't hit me nigga Forgot 'bout a show Forgot 'bout a shoot Forgot 'bout my ho Forgot 'bout my group I just needed space let me breathe breathe breathe Stuck in my ways tryna leave leave leave [Verse 2: Blue November] Burned up all my bridges and I smoked the residue Just me, my girl, my homies, and some fans who think we cool ooh All my shit premeditated stored inside these loops Don't want your fucking blunt I'm chilling sipping on some brew This road is so atrocious, more ferocious out the zoo Surrounded by these animals, commotion for the loot 'Cause ain't shit else to do, seen a nigga live a boof Hoopties peaking out the roof Lay 'em flat proceed to route [Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] No I don't fuck with too many niggas Posted up smoking with gritty niggas No cigs got me feeling shitty nigga You'll probably swing but won't hit me nigga Forgot 'bout a show Forgot 'bout a shoot Forgot 'bout my ho Forgot 'bout my group I just needed space let me breathe breathe breathe Stuck in my ways tryna leave leave leave