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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Victorious Zay
Victorious Zay
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Keith Jennings
Isaiah Keith Jennings
Songwriter
Neil Antonio White
Neil Antonio White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Killah Toni
Killah Toni
Producer
Dj Playboy
Dj Playboy
Engineer
Foolie
Foolie
Engineer

Lyrics

I once knew this chick and she really was a babe But she talked about me and the city that I lay Told her about my past then she threw it in my face Stop talking bout my ass with ya silly ass claims You was bitching to ya friends tryna get em all to hate But I know you hear my name almost every single day Then ya scrunch up ya face cuz you filled with distaste Bitch I'm after a bag you just got bags on ya face Usually I don't really trip off the nonsense But there's just something I need off my conscious You was on my dick swallowing on the constant Use them same lips to spit shit causing problems But I grew up and noticed you on some hoe shit Cause yo life is terrible and I'm doing golden Xanax popping open broken bottles soaked in Yo tears in a bottle I hope you cry an ocean You can talk down but it don't mean shit I'm on my own what you know about this You can talk now but you still ain't rich No chip on my shoulder I'm all about the dip You can talk down but it don't mean shit I'm on my own what you know about this You can talk now but you still ain't rich No chip on my shoulder I'm all about the dip Speak up don't talk down Don't talk shit just walk out I'm still Zay from racine Yo whole team get walked down Yo man's down bitch man up You talk down can't stand up Ask me for permission to speak Put your hand up I'm preaching not teaching You niggas heathens still leeching You keep on talking that crazy You might just give me a reason To make yo squad look demeaning They might just put you on screens and Five shots do three sixty's Now we talking four seasons Who gone talk down now When they all fall down Who gone pick them up When they can't make sound Nada save it for the saga Make me call my shotta Flip you like tostada Uh-oh Sit back I bet you'll see me make it Wanna talk down to me You can save it Hungry for my future Show you how I crave it Zay and Killah Toni on the track and I'm saying You can talk down but it don't mean shit I'm on my own what you know about this You can talk now but you still ain't rich No chip on my shoulder I'm all about the dip You can talk down but it don't mean shit I'm on my own what you know about this You can talk now but you still ain't rich No chip on my shoulder I'm all about the dip
Writer(s): Neil White, Isaiah Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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