TALK OF THE TOWN

Tomasz Janik

I had a lot on my plate
I'm talkin' my money, not talkin' my problems
I had to show em, I'm winnin' lil bitch
Hoe get off your phone, won't get done by a bitch
I got off my ass and got way too rich
I walk in the building, they shutting it down
They talkin' bout me, I'm the talk of the town
If you is a bum, we can't talk, we can't hear you
I'm back on my bullshit, leave you in the rearview
Career is a flop, but he still talk crazy
You been too irrelevant, fuck is you saying?
Groupie hoe, she wanna suck up
Type of bitch, pretty, no makeup
He wanna be, he a fake us
Yo hoe looking back and she spell RUN
Rifle too big, so why you got little guns?
I adopted your bitch and she wanna lick on us
I said, fuck it, baby
Ain't been nothin' on my head as of lately
Fuck your lady, I don't want her
I've been crazy, money, chasin'
Don't care bout nun', but Guala, The Guap, Guapacinni
If she wanna suck, or fuck, no love
I gave her three wishes like genie
She give head, she gawking my penis
You talk on the gang, you a shoe
I'm out of space, to see me need Hubble
Hit him in the head, then double
Stay out of my bubble
All these bitches shakin' ass for a follow
I nut in yo bitch for the free, she want toddlers
But can't have no kids, so take morning after
Speaking of plan B, I really don't got one
I'm made for this shit, I'm gon' die if there's problems
I make a million songs, run it again
You make a hundred songs in a year
When I'm at the top, I won't meet you there
They gonna look, is that semi right there?
I'm gon' keep runnin' this shit till I'm dead
I need it more, that's why I did best
I had to show it off, cause they be lame
I had a lot on my plate
Talkin' bout money, no problems
I had to show them that we're not the same
Slut get off your phone, won't get done by a bitch
I got off my ass and got way too rich
I walk in the mall they shutting it down
The talk of the life, the talk of the town
If you is a bum, we not hangin' around
I'm back on my petty, you going out sad
I'm back on my ignorant, givin' a fuck what you say
Yo bitch was suckin' my dick on the way to the bank
Never gave a fuck about you
They stay on net till my homies catch them
You be in the way, you really a cancer
Aim at your legs, you better start dancin
Yeah, every new week is a new alter ego
I never done missed, the best at the freethrow
They askin' like, how do I does it, I don't know
Glock it be twitching, might leave him a dono
That bitch want some passion, I hit it in slow-mo
She talkin' bout' money, I tell that bitch hell no
I had a lot on my plate
Talkin' bout money, no problems
I had to show them that we're not the same
I had a lot on my plate
Talkin' bout money, no problems
I had to show them that we're not the same
Talk of the city, the talk of the town
You said that you knew me, but where are you now?

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