Lyrics Chat With Myself - OG Yacky
I
never
tried
to
call
your
bluff
When
riding
left
me
in
the
dust
Just
like
a
pair
of
Jordans
scuffed
This
a
grimy
world
thats
word
to
Puff
Shoulda
never
let
you
touch
all
my
stuff
Takin
back
all
your
acts
of
showin
love
Now
she
got
a
new
man
he
soft
as
fluff
This
a
grown
mans
world
stepped
on
like
slush
Coulda
confronted
me
now
this
be
yo
problem
Make
me
gotta
sneeze
get
me
sick
like
pollen
She
a
hole
in
1 no
way
im
golfing
Got
a
hole
in
her
head
no
way
she
a
dolphin
Wish
you
accused
me
like
my
last
name
Walton
Stead
i
be
the
driver
you
the
chicken
thats
crossing
So
i
keep
my
cool
and
i
walk
out
flossing
Win
some
and
ya
loose
R.I.P
to
those
fallen
One
day
itll
be
you
in
that
coffin
One
day
itll
be
you
in
that
coffin
One
day
itll
be
you
in
that
coffin
One
day
you
the
one
that
be
gettin
tossed
in
6 feet
underground
and
now
you
rotting
6 feet
underground
and
it
happens
often
Will
you
swim
will
you
drown
why
i
be
all
in
Do
it
big
do
it
now
homie
stay
solid
Know
you
wanna
look
down
at
a
fat
wallet
For
the
wife
and
your
little
ones
still
crawlin
Dont
be
stupid
buying
jewelry
at
Ben
Baller
Only
one
wedding
ring
for
when
on
the
altar
Maybe
a-nother
one
when
you
get
a
daughter
Man
you
realize
one
day
you
gonna
be
a
father
Man
you
really
be
evolving
and
you
getting
smarter
Homie
better
keep
it
rolling
like
you
playin
soccer
Homie
better
keep
it
rolling
like
you
playin
soccer
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