Not Just Talking

Lyrics

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] The first gift I ever got was a used pistol Can't believe I got rich off of instrumentals My jack boys they'd be waitin', have them in your ceiling You ain't never made no dog shit, you ain't went the distance You see a nigga up, now you in your feelings You niggas like Peter Griffin, y'all just hate the chicken It's like you're scared of the money, but I face the chicken You got the last year's watch, our faces different Leaving out the club with one bitch, but I'm cravin' two I'm really not an addict, but I'd bе cravin' juice I don't like what dawg tryna servе me, so I waved the duce Freaky bitch got to squirtin' on me, then I start peein', too Turned 24 A.P., boys seen more pape in my lifetime I thought this bitch is alone, the grip and grade in my lifeline Flint niggas comin' up, we on the high time We gon' switch it up, we don't shoot the crib, we throwin' pipe bombs I just caught a play in Beacher, [?] [?] niggas reppin' Blood [?] 55 [?] long one, this bitch 59 [?] walkin' niggas down, who do drive-bys? We don't play no games, I don't want no boys, they'd be shit-talkin' My image caused violence, when they see me, they just get cautious But our mate from the shot spent the whole [?] [?] so much, I bought a kit off him [Verse 2: Louie Ray] Every day I'm fuckin' up, runnin' up an easy nickel Standin' on my bands, pourin' drink, crack the window Make the news about some shit, I had an issue Probably finna get some shit surrounded, hear me whistle I break it down in increments, that's what I'm into Probably wanna get your bitch from over here, she [?] Can tell that we were over here trappin', left big clues [?] white ones around the wire, left big [?] OK, now back to what I'm on, talkin' cocaine Good crack, treat it like snacks, 20's [?] Put my talent on display, right on the showcase I'm only tryna hit it from the back, I'm comin' no face He buggin' me for doubt load-up, I showed up late Nigga don't think I'm fucked up, but I'm low-paid Shit outer space, got a [?] taste Big gift outside, finna blindfold [?] Another 30 on the watch, just drift the time gone change I ain't fallin' off anyway, gotta pamp' my change 12 racks back to back, having [?] days I did a myriad of things, this shit just got displayed Feel free, but still grindin', you can ride my wave I got a lotta money on me, I ain't got no change The niggas trappin' out bumpin', and I ain't got no caine [Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd] Like we're gettin' out of school, I know a bail comin' Been in here cookin' all day, you can smell lovin' She let me fuck after Louie, that's my big cousin We'd ride with them 40's too, like we Dugg cousin Engineer [?], take the hard drive You gettin' your bitch fucked and goin' home, that's a hard drive Don't say the wrong thing, and get hard-time My closet looks good, this bitch, the moral assault