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finndabin - real talk lyrics

[intro]
yo, fdb here and you hearin’ some real talk
real talk, baby you and your friend
f+ckin’ with talkin’ ’bout me
what they call me?
what they call me?
what they call me?

[verse 1]
b+tches call me sick, they cold as a drum
thinkin’ you thick, but your legs gettin’ numb
pj gettin’ smart, you gettin’ more dumb
gettin’ pressed ’bout people always stealin’ bars
it’s not cap, this the sh+t i want
brand new fancy cars, seat rolled back
i’mma get you back, ’cause it’s your motherf+ckin’ b+tch that i clapped
“man, you fake as f+ck”, i don’t really care
four, five legends that hеlped me get thеre
late night bars that help me get there
stop tryna’ be me ‘fore i pop you with a flare
now you feel my bars, leave it in your hand
made it suicidal blame

[verse 2]
ring— ring— ring me on the low, catchin’ cases, hoe
never really know, sayin’ yes or no
one shot, blow, you never even really shot me though
never catch me trippin’, lake where we dippin’
purple drink we sippin’, ah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i don’t really like your music
i don’t really like the tone you speak in
yeah, the one you usin’
i don’t really like the truth, yeah, yeah
you dream about my rep’, you just wanna rap
show me some respect, do it in a rap
rap it so it’s right then
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
write all this sh+t, what you lie for?
write all that sh+t that you’d die for
never really looked at the life like that
you just being a hoat, clown
f+ck dumb b+tches, it’s your pr+nouns
never really tried to get your feet off the ground
never stopped sayin’, “move forward”
take a step back, show young fdb how you really act
yeah, now i see the true you
i don’t really want to see you, and hang around your school
finessin’, thinkin lil’ bin is you, and keep him too
in the store, thinkin’ ’bout you and not spendin’ much
never catch me like that, never been a munch
never skipped a line, but i always got my ringer off
always, yeah, yeah
know you mad, so put the middle fingers down
never want to be around the type of people like you
choosin’ wasn’t hard, helped me get a start
think they bandwagon, ’cause they know i’m up
keep it fly, i’mma keep it sharp
don’t think i ever missed a shot, yeah, yeah

- finndabin lyrics

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