Talk Down/Playground

"Talk Down"

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Fourth side, yeah

[Chorus]
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes

[Verse 1]
I'm going broke, I might just need a ki again
I might buy a chain to feel like me again
True friends are hard to find, I've got like three of them
Told my ex "you'll never find another me again"
I should be on ends just like Akeem and them
Beef is all up in the air just like the wheel again
I've been MIA for like a week again
Jackers tryna find the spot and I can't sleep again
Yeah, on a mission again
Heard my oppers started drilling but they're missing again
Under obbo, heard the feds taking pictures again
And if we catch a nigga slipping, you'll be missing a friend
Yeah, yeah
Ain't a nigga on my side took a bullet
Fourth side, rep the side to the fullest, yeah
I'm heartless like Fonti, Mighty Moe and Bushkin, yeah
Put a nigga in the ground or on a hoodie, yeah, yeah
I don't spend my money, I spend time alone
Too busy with my business, you should mind your own
I had to buy an O before I found the zone
'08, flick knife, pedal bike and phone, go
Name a nigga here that I ain't taught the code
How they talking zone when they ain't from the zone?
Ain't no stopping me when I get in the zone
I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, yeah, you niggas know

[Chorus]
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes, yeah
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes, yeah, yeah
Heard they talking down on the woes
Heard they talking down on the woes, go

"Playground"

[Verse]
This all
Started in the playground
Lewsey Farm cocaine house
Ain't no time for conversations
Straight in then I'm straight out
Still they got the phone ringing
I be on my way down
Lobster in the steak house
Money on a low
I been on a couple stake-outs
Pagans on the rise, in a club in west
I saw pagans roll in on the way out
Guess there's still no way out
.45 on me, nigga
I just fucked two tings and I don't even know they name now
You can't fuck with me, nigga
All about the streets
All I know is greaze
Cooking up the grease
On the back road
Still running from police
MIA for weeks
I be with the Gs
On the east with Tee
Tryna buy machines
I've got smoke for niggas
Who don't even smoke
I got hope for niggas
Who ain't even home
Yeah, drillers in your team DIY
I do it on your own
Look at me
I've got sauce dripping off, yeah
Look at you
On the edge your falling off, yeah
Look at me
I pop the bottle, then I pour
I don't drink
I give thirsty gyal glasses for support
Look at you
Everything you do is forced
I'm that nigga
I'm the one you can't ignore
Start playing on the team
I put numbers on the board
I call her when I get bored
Kick her out when I get bored
Go to them man
I don't fuck with them man
Ain't no picture, ain't no posing
I don't roll who roll with them man
Draw the line, cross the line
That's smoke for them man
Pick your side and switch your side
You sound like them man
Hahahaha

[Outro]
This all
Started in the playground
Lewsey Farm cocaine house