El Himno de la Superación: «Shiest Talk (feat. Pooh Shiesty)»

Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one

Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that

God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back

I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag

Lil Juan got killed, it hit me, been my n- since elementary

Justin tried to make me go half on buddy lawyer, I wasn't wit' it

All these n- do is brag but go out bad, I just don't get it

They be poppin' on the 'Gram, but they can't pop out in my city

Every charge I had dismissed, - my kids, you don't get no kiss

I'on't play games but a n- send blitz

Everything change when a n- get rich

Glock with a switch, how a n- gone miss?

Made you that, now a n- tryna diss

Some of this sh-, I'm just never gone get

I'on't f- around, I can still get bricks

Foes to the grave, I ain't never gone switch

Where the f- I'm gon' go?

She got everything, Young Coco

I just gave my hood some more hope

We just sold another truck-

Bought her everything in Soho

She can't keep me on the low-low

You know I'm a big bill (ayy, yuh)

You know I got big drill

Two F&N's sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheel

I gotta start actin' more like a rapper and stop tryna -

Some n- wit' me caught a -, keep it solid with me still

Play with us, I bet you call it off

They know big Shiest take beef for real (brrrrrdt)

Then the more I get to flashin', get to crashin', I ain't tryna chill

Yo' b- gon' drop her -, diamonds dancin', I'm just standin' still

I used to go zip sh- up for a ten, now, it's gone cost -

N- don't never wanna put in work, pick up my chop, know how I do

If you spot Shiesty with Baby, we slidin' round with four carbons full (yup)

But them n- just tired of gettin' bullied, we is not into it (yup)

When I see all them views watchin', wait 'til I put you up in a wood

9/11, we got eyes on 'em, b- overstood

I pull up shootin' up in your projects, say I can't go to my hood

(Brdddt, brddt, brddt)

Aye, yuh

Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one

Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that

God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back

I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag

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