Scorey Talk To Me

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Mom, moneyevery's making beats again
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.