Talk To Me
Scorey Song Lyrics

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Youngtn productions

Scorey, ey...

Look, I think they forgotten me honestly, somebody talk to me

Because I feel like nobody stopping me

And I know niggas plotting on robbing me

That's the reason I ride with my glock with me

Truthfully, who is he, what is he gon do to me?

Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry

That's the reason I always keep zu with me

'cause my youngings been itching for foolery

Honestly, I was just stuck in that poverty

Now I walk in the mall its a shopping spree

Got a .50 inside of my robin jeans

Going public can't stop him from watching me

Usually, I do a nigga so brutally

But the way I see it it's you or me

I don't trust these lil niggas, ain't foolin me

Plus I heard they talking about shootin me.

So I heard niggas plotting, the fuck is up

Niggas know that I ride with that hunnid tucked

Zuly swigging that choppa like double-dutch

Niggas see me in person I never duck

You got ... with some bullets but never bust

Heard you ... on bitches you never fucked

That's a shame boy I wish you some better luck

See a chain and ... that metal up

Brody got glocks with the beams

Lil mac come in straight out the block with them shots in his jeans

I had to go through a lot just to get to the guap, at the mall just go shop with the cream

Niggas forever going to talk what you seen when you hot

But I promise its not what it seems

If you play with the gang then you droppin

I call up lil rocky, he gon blow off ya top for the green

I used to go through the day with no food in my stomach

Make sure that I pop me a bean

Niggas so pussy. don't know what to do when they gon get dropped from the spot at the seen

You beef with them shootas, get put on the news for that money, get left at the top of the screen

We gon be ballin don't know what to do with this money, he spot up on top of the key

Stuck in the heart of the slums, where it used to be muddy, took off and I flew where its sunny

I used to post on the block with no food in my tummy, remember it used to be funny

Niggas get popped in this shit, if they moving too clumsy, we dropin that window like bungie

And zuly be buggin if niggas start moving too funny, I promise its soon to be ugly.

Look, I think they forgotten me honestly, somebody talk to me

Because I feel like nobody stopping me

And I know niggas plotting on robbing me

That's the reason I ride with my glock with me

Truthfully, who is he, what is he gon do to me?

Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry

That's the reason I always keep zu with me

'cause my youngings been itching for foolery

Honestly I was just stuck in that poverty

Now I walk in the mall its a shopping spree

Got a .50 inside of my robin jeans

Going public can't stop him from watching me

Usually, I do a nigga so brutally

But the way I see it it's you or me

I don't trust these lil niggas, ain't foolin me

Plus I heard they talking about shootin me.