paroles de chanson Talk 2 Em - Stunna Gambino

Yo GG, turn it up!
Y'know what I'm saying like they want me to the voice of this shit
They love when I talk to they souls
So we just gon' talk to 'em, voice of the trenches, fo' sho'

I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle
Lil's 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 shit hurt me still
I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fuck 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

Give the trenches motivation when I'm in that Lamb' truck
Couple months ago I was just sleeping in the trap, huh
That bitch slime for real he snake he ain't my mans, huh
But he went and lied and told his bitch that we was friends, huh
Fuck 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 shit I won't go back to no Billy, huh
I acknowledge that Cullinan, fuck a Bentley truck
This for the times I was strugglin', they ain't give me love
I told my youngin' fuck a handout get it out the mud
I move like a lumberjack, Draco came wit' wood 60 slugs

I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle
Lil's 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 shit hurt me still
I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fuck 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

Labeled us as killers, and robbers, demons and goblins
Police ask me questions 'bout a body say I'm sorry
Bust down Cuban Picky 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 niggas in the trenches who ain't believe me
For the ones who shitted on me, tell 'em swallow semen

Cartier bust down I shitted on 'em
Bought my sister crib at 18, yeah I shitted on 'em

I'm from that deep end, I made it out of the jungle
Lil's 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 shit hurt me still
I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fucking perky pills
I press zero when Swervo call, I prayed he get appealed
I put blood on my shahada I'm Muslim for real

I acknowledge that Cullinan, fuck a Bentley truck
This for the times I was strugglin', they ain't give me love
I told my youngin' fuck 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 shit hurt me still
I told Fat Rip he worth a mil' still fuck 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