Stunna Gambino - Talk 2 Em lyrics

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Stunna Gambino - Talk 2 Em lyrics

[intro] (Yo GG, turn it up) You know what I'm saying like they [?] want me to the voice of this sh*t, they love when I talk to they souls, so we just gon' talk to 'em, voice of the trenches, for show [Chorus] I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle Lils' gonna be preachin', I still show love to my youngins Been fightin' demons, Lord just take this pain from me You accept me for who I am I love the fact you don't judge me I lost my brotha' I won't cry but that sh*t hurt me still I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fu*k with perky pills I press zero when Swervo call, I prayed he get appealеd I put blood on my shahada I'm Muslim for real [Verse] Give the trеnches motivation when I'm in that Lamb' truck Couple months ago I was just sleeping in the trap, huh That b*tch slime for real he snake he ain't my mans, huh But he went and lied and told his b*tch that we was friends, huh fu*k you lie for, she say I'm nonchalant Iced out the side doors, this ain't no Audemar Me and Yo Gotti up in Nobu talkin' millions First time at Nobu sh*t I won't go back to no Billy, huh I acknowledge that Cullinan, fu*k a Bentley truck This for the times I was strugglin', they ain't give me love I told my youngin' fu*k a handout get it out the mud I move like a lumberjack, Draco came wit' wood 60 slugs [Chorus] I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle Lils' gonna be preachin', I still show love to my youngins Been fightin' demons, Lord just take this pain from me You accept me for who I am I love the fact you don't judge me I lost my brotha' I won't cry but that sh*t hurt me still I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fu*k with perky pills I press zero when Swervo call, I prayed he get appealed I put blood on my shahada I'm Muslim for real [Verse 2] Labeled us as killers, and robbers, demons and goblins Police ask me questions 'bout a body say I'm sorry Bust down Cuban Pinky they be starin' from afar, yeah I got paranoia so I tote on the 40 I got paranoia so I move around with demons I was in the projects now I'm back they ain't feed me This for all them ni**as in the trenches who ain't believe me For the ones who sh*tted on me, tell 'em swallow semen Cartier bust down I sh*tted on 'em Bought my sister crib at 18, yeah I sh*tted on 'em [Chorus] I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle Lils' gonna be preachin', I still show love to my youngins Been fightin' demons, Lord just take this pain from me You accept me for who I am I love the fact you don't judge me I lost my brotha' I won't cry but that sh*t hurt me still I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fu*king perky pills I press zero when Swervo call, I prayed he get appealed I put blood on my shahada I'm Muslim for real [Outro] I acknowledge that Cullinan, fu*k a Bentley truck This for the times I was strugglin', they ain't give me love I told my youngin' fu*k a handout get it out the mud I move like a lumberjack, Draco came with wood 60 slugs I lost my brotha' I won't cry but that sh*t hurt me still I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fu*k with perky pills I press zero when Swervo call, I prayed he get appealed I put blood on my shahada I'm Muslim for real

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