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kembe x - talk back lyrics

[intro]
you know the hippies keepin’ me hot
i dont even gotta talk about it

[hook]
dis that talk back
dis that let it out
dis that sleepin on the floor cause he got the couch
dis that let em have it
dis that f-ck em all (f-ck em)
dis that run it up
b-tch i’m comin’ up
into your mind
it’s your prize
and go guide your soul
twistin’ the ganj
windows high
until i get old
imma talk back

[verse 1]
overdosin’ on that crystal ball
check the method i don’t do no stretchin’, i blow through it all
f-ck a lot, and sleep a lot how i cope with it all
footprints all over my bed, i dream i can walk it off
this mo’ like a hit and run, grand slam b-tch my city jumpin’ over fences i’m a f-cking go the distance, i’m so f-ck that sh-t yo talkin i d-ck all over yo sentence, pig, when you finna blow yo lid just remember

[hook]

[verse 2]
ok, ok, ok, i’m 19 with a p-ssport and freedom
rappin’ like suspicious packages gon blow me up (boom)
my guess is they don’t know a lil flex when they see one (they see one)
i’m a 94 these n-ggas 80’s some (weak weak)
i’ve been poppin’ pills since i was 12, locked up in my mind
straight up i blame yall for real, hope i got my doctor pockets filled
no prescription bars to place on top yo tongue and swallow ill
i play my own dr. phil, i might have to stop yo deal

[hook]

- kembe x lyrics

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