Talk To Me Nice

You know

I remember

The first time we met up

You know I said to you like

You gotta get back to doing

What you love and you're

Always gonna face adversities

Of that role just because

Simply we're in it and

People get jealous and or

People see your success and

They wanna clout off you

It's hard to sift through 'em

But keep the real ones around

And fuck bitches

Get money

If you gon' talk to me

Better talk to me nice or

Don't open your mouth like lockjaw

I don't wanna hear that shit no more

We don't play that shit

I'm downtown with the team

Outside trynna eat

Don't worry 'bout me

What the fuck you mean

Where the fuck I been

I've been on my bullshit

Told you I'm different

And I ain't ever have to try

To stand out to a fool

Just so I could fit in

That's word to my boy

Xbo to that shit

In a song and it hit me

I don't need no validations

I don't need no situations

That's gon' take me from this paper

Told you that when we was dating

And you know I'm with the gang

I'm with the squad

We ain't deep but we ten toes

We don't surf

But we fight though

Smoke 'til we touch the sky

This that 87 northside

I ain't gotta tell you fools

That I do this shit

Check the view count

I bet it prove that shit

If you gon' talk to me (yeah)

Better talk to me nice or

Don't open your mouth like lockjaw

I don't wanna hear that shit no more

We don't play that shit

I'm downtown with the team

Outside trynna eat

Don't worry 'bout me

What the fuck you mean

Where the fuck I been

I've been on my bullshit

I'm on a beach, Hennessy and weed

Look at me, by twenty-three

Had keys to the world, now I never need a thing

I don't gotta hear what you saying

First-class jet club

And I'm always jet-lagged, my necklace

And I got two pairs, twin sisters

I don't even know they names

I done sold out worldwide

I been 'round the world twice, yeah

You ain't see them long nights

You was hatin' online

We just toast to the sky

It's that 87 Northside

East Coast, down South, worldwide

And y'all trouble now

King back, baby

Better talk to me nice, baby

Don't open your mouth like lockjaw

I don't wanna hear that shit no more

We don't play that shit

I'm downtown with the team

Outside trynna eat

Don't worry 'bout me

What the fuck you mean

Where the fuck I been

I've been on my bullshit, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, y-yeah)

Ten bands in my pocket

I don't need nothing else here but the profit

2021, tell my team that we locked in

Fuck a locksmith, I'm the key to my city

Tell 'em that I'm up now, you gon have to get me

That's on fam on the 87, straight to the top

And you know we don't stop

Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop

Yeah, and you know we don't stop, don't stop

Yeah, we up now

It's just me in here though, haha