TTM (Talk To Myself) Lyrics

Talk to me

Talk to me

Talk to me

Wow, talk to me

Talk to me

Talk to me, eyy

Talk to myself cause a nigga like me

Deep inside facing all these challenges

Running in my mind like a memory stick

She think she a loss get the fuck out my crib

Talk to me nice I don't wanna go it

Damn little mammie wanna make it out the pits

I should buy her a Bible cause she do need Jesus

Ain't got no reason but she want some cheese and, bacon and straight up a new pair of Yeezys

I can't let go of that thothi she need me

Somebody's girlfriend, she gotta feed me I fuck with these demons they suck me like litches (bad boy this beat)

I be wilding in my mind

Talking to myself, eyy

Bad thoughts bad thoughts bad thoughts

I don't wanna fight suicide

I don't wanna die young

Cause the people might say that was dump, eyy

Bad thoughts bad thoughts bad thoughts

Well you should've said bye

It is like the rainy days, I wanna see the sun and I wanna be alive bro

Every time I think about it, feels like it's time bro

Get out and shine when you living your life bro

I'm not a doctor but my lyrics they be healing a soul bro

Don't go to therapy I promise it's cold so, thank me all later when I score my goals

And that's why I'm Dream

I in-vision the times when I'm living at the hill

Talking to myself instead of poppin on a pill

Cooking in the booth instead of sleeping at the crib

Mama she don't understand the reason why I did

Weighing all the pressure on my shoulders I miss the days when I never had to worry about a thing

Now it's pretty dark and I think I heard a hiss

Fuckin damn snake in my corner should I kill

Lord, forgive me when I think, cause I be wilding in my mind

Talking to myself, eyy

Bad thoughts bad thoughts bad thoughts

I don't wanna fight suicide

I don't wanna die young

Cause the people might say that was dump, eyy

Bad thoughts bad thoughts bad thoughts

Well you should've said bye

Flict Gvng man

Gang gang shit man you know what it is fam