BEVERLY HILLS

Lyrics

[Intro] It's done, it's dead, I'm not hitting him up anymore [Chorus] Talk that shit, I'ma talk it Get your shit 'fore I walk in No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost it Talk that shit, I'ma talk it Get your shit 'fore I walk in No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost— [Verse 1] Sick of, yeah Waking up to piss all in the bathroom Straight up, yeah Thinking 'bout another life without you Fed up, yeah You never really were my type Straight up, yeah But let me talk my shit tonight [Chorus] Talk that shit, I'ma talk it (Yeah) Get your shit 'fore I walk in (Okay) No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost it (And you lost) Talk that shit, I'ma talk it (I talk) Get your shit 'fore I walk in (When I walk in) No more fits, 'bout to lock in But let me talk my shit (Had that grip and you lost it) [Refrain] (Too broke) To be so argumentative I'd rather curse you out somewhere in Beverly Hills (You don't) Recognize who you is You missing out on rent, could compromise where we live (And I won't) Try to brag in your ear But every time you speak, I'm just interpreting fear It's hard It's hard, so hard, so hard, oh [Verse 2] You must be mad if you think I'ma laugh At the shit ass jokes that you're talking You should be glad that I ain't breaking the glass That you bought last year for my birthday I do big things, I got big plans, I got big dreams, need a real man You down real bad if you think I'ma not talk-talk how I walk that walk [Refrain] (Too broke) To be so argumentative I'd rather curse you out somewhere in Beverly Hills (You don't) Recognize who you is You missing out on rent, could compromise where we live (And I won't) Try to brag in your ear But every time you speak, I'm just interpreting fear It's hard It's hard, so hard, so hard, oh [Verse 3] Sick of (Yeah) Tossing over crumbs in my silk sheets Straight up You're thinking 'bout another girl and not me Fed up I never really was your type Was I? (Yeah) But, baby, talk your shit tonight [Chorus] Talk that shit, I'ma talk it Get your shit 'fore I walk in No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost it Talk that shit, I'ma talk it (Talk-talk) Get your shit 'fore I walk in (Walk-walk) No more fits, 'bout to lock in (Lock in) Had that grip and you lost it (Let me talk my shit tonight) [Bridge] (Too broke) And every sigh is a sign of the times Find time to get high, get away from a bad vibe A fine line between a ho and a dime I'd die if I tried being caught on your sidelines You drive by in the car that I bought (That I bought) You get by on the way that I walk (That I walk) You're down bad if you think I'ma not talk-talk How I walk, gotta walk that walk So, ooh [Chorus] Talk that shit, I'ma talk it Get your shit 'fore I walk in (You don't) No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost it (And I won't) Talk that shit, I'ma talk it Get your shit 'fore I walk in (It's hard) No more fits, 'bout to lock in Had that grip and you lost