Joey Cool
Talk About It
[Intro]
Fuck it, let's talk about it
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I gotta get some shit up off my chest
A lot of motherfuckers got me stressed
Mama Coolie always telling me I'm blessed
She don't know these people always at my neck n***a
She don't know that I don't sleep and I'm a wreck
I go a 100 miles an hour, I don't rest n***a
I'm about the loyalty and my respect
Man you silly motherfuckers got me vexed
I cannot deal with this fuckery
Goddamn boy they tryna break a n***a down
I don't like too many people that been touching me
Y'all in trouble, I'm disgusted with you fucking clowns
Y'all ain't taking this as serious as we gon' take it
N***a you don't need the fixing if you didn't break it
I'm convinced too many people out here being basic
I ain't journey in this all so I could be complacent

[Chorus]
What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful
See the hate they abide to, need a rifle
See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled
Talk 'bout it
What did I do but commit time to the craft
They don't like you, my advice is fuck off, they don't have to
Cause half of these n***as mad cause they know they can't act like you
Talk 'bout it

[Verse 2]
I'ma wear my heart up on my sleeve
I'm just try'na be as honest as can be
Lets be real, you gotta party, you're from me
Guess I'm kinda like a father figure
Don't nobody make it awkward, here is me
And if this microphone was human, just struck an artery
I always been a little trouble, I'ma keep it on the real
I'm on my Jigga shit, you n***as ain't as hard as we
Ohh, goddamn, goddamn
I'm just out here executing my plan
Ain't too many that can do what I can (No you can't)
Happy I don't rap no better than the fans n***a
I ain't a rapper, I'm a father and a man n***a
I can't believe you n***as thought of me again n***a
Part of me just wanna see you rookies drown
Other part of me is hoping all of y'all can swim
I cannot deal with this fuckery
The devil working on me, try'na break a n***a down
Discussing me ever since everyone discovered me
My head is heavy try'na wear this motherfucking crown
Let me take a breath, bitch I'm back like I never left
And I been listening to Zepp, isolated by the ref
I ain't even finna shit, aye somebody cut the check
N***a yeah
[Chorus]
What did I do, go blind eye to the bull, get an eyeful
See the hate they abide to, need a rifle
See the height that it climb to, got 'em stifled
Talk 'bout it
What did I do but commit time to the craft
They don't like you, my advice is fuck off, they don't have to
Cause half of these n***as mad cause they know they can't act like you
Talk 'bout it

[Outro]
Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it
Talk 'bout it, talk 'bout it