LYRICS:
[Intro]
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hanging with some bitches I don't even know
I just made a mil' about a week ago
Fuck the IRS, I rather keep it, bro
I got ways to handle shit that you don't need to know
Yeah, when I'm out poling, keep my face covered
$licky out the gutter, I don't feel nothing
Them bustas ain't my brothers, ha, real funny
People rain change when they see money
Don't ever try and play me with the sucka shit
See that look up in my eye, they change the subject quick
Don't get me started, I like bustin' shit
You get rеwarded with some hollow tips
$licky $lick twisted, I'ma fuckin' mind dеmented
Keep the drugs, walkin' 'round like I'm reinvented
Still a menace, still in prison like a life sentence
Mental illness, shit get crazy when I find a tenant
Tweakin', walkin' 'round like a mental patient
I was out my mind with hallucinations
How the fuck I didn't die? Shit you can't explain it
Hate to see my family cry, watchin' me go vacant
Fuck the fame, fuck the change, enough to go insane
All the steel, all the shame fucking with my brain
Hydroplane lane to lane, speeding through the rain
Another day with the pain flowing through my veins
Never thought a lot of y'all would try and take what's mine
Trust what I'm sayin, it's worse than advertised
Money come with problems, they can sympathize
I done made peace with the thought of suicide
[Chorus]
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it
What's the talk about it? Me? I been about it

[Verse 2]
Walk up in the room, bitches smell like white
I'm the one to go and fuck your mama and fuck your daughter
AR-15, bustin' through the roof like colic
When it comes to pussy, I don't buy body
Petey Pablo with the chopper like a helicopter
Used to be a drug dealer, junkies call me doctor
Wash me in the blood, motherfucker, okay?
It ain't that I don't like you, I just ain't with talkin'
Not used to having money, used to having nothing
Stealing Slim-Jims just to eat something
People tryna overstep or push my buttons
Bitches tryna overstay, I say we just fuckin'
Bitches offer up they friends, tryin' to swing my love
I can fuck on everyone, still won't be enough
Got a lot of issues, main one being trust
Think that they can fix me, they delusional

[Outro]
Hot boy swervin', 2021
Big house, I just bought another one
Whatever gone stake, I got like two of them
Thirty one, never have to work again

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