Talkin To The Dead Lyrics

I be talking to the dead like they still alive

Better keep your gun if you wanna survive

Better know what come with committing a crime

Soon as a nigga get snatched up they snitching and crying

How you say you real but you dropping a dime

Cap just came home and he clutching a nine

If bro'nem don't beat that case we appealing that time

They tell me to stay focus and stay on your grind

You know that we gone stretch him he get outta line

Keep a weapon these niggas is dying

Call it birds how these bullets be flying

They want smoke well lil Nigga we buying

Meanwhile I been stacking paper trying stay focus

Don't get in my way cuz ima blow it

Off these drugs I don't show emotions

I'm so high I'm moving in slow motion

Lord know I'm stressing but I can't show it

Pistol on my hip and it's fully loaded

Voices in my head and I can't control it

Fuck around and black out

Fuck it up and blow it

She say she want me dead cuz her heart I broke it

And I think these Niggas mad cuz they know I'm chosen

Don't play dumb boy you see it poking

It's gone be a red rum if you think I'm joking