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don’t talk to me about that stuff - eric vince lyrics

intro:
you know what of us, young people man
2 numbers. don’t look at me like that. i’m really praying,

verse 1:

. , , . . . . , . . you have my money before i cry without no pay more. begging me to stop the hunger without a little help without any money for kings.

chorus:
marriage is hard

now don’t you talk to me about this stuff

verse 2, (drake)

they know my name but they’ll never take my wealth
i’m stacking bills, moving heavy, never holding back
on the grind, never lacking, always on my a*game
making moves, stacking paper, living life with no shame

i’m the boss, the king,
no

chorus:
now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
about* we don’t wanna hear you talk about* now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. we never want to hear* now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. marriage is hard

now don’t you talk to me about this stuff

now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
really sucked up. really sucked up

verse 3, (playboi carti)

“stacking cash, money raining
every move i make, a wave of gainin’
b*tches flock like seagulls
when they see me on top, this is my domain
haters try to hold me back
but i always come back with a clap
grind never stops, the hustle never ends
carti in the game, i’m the og, the trend
“pockets loaded, stacks on stacks
flexin’ like a king, i’m on top of racks
rally up the troops, let’s make a play
b*tches and bottles, it’s a baller’s payday
hustlin’ non*stop, grindin’ hard in the streets
cardi’s empire, it’s expanding endlessly
no time for bullsh*t, just cash and respect
i’m the boss, no regrets, just success
“lil baby, you’re just like a pacifier
always suckling on the teat, no maturity
carti’s the true king, got the whole game on lock
while lil baby’s still learning to use his glock
your flows are basic, your beats are wack
every line you drop, i just have to laugh
i’m running this rap game, leaving you in the dust
lil baby’s just a waste, a rapper that’s all just crust
“6ix9ine? more like 6ix9 trash
his flows are weak, his beats are just basic
carti’s on a different level, the king of the game
6ix9ine’s a joke, his career’s in flames
his rainbow hair and tattoos just scream attention seeking
but in the end, his rhymes are just weak and seething
carti rules the rap world, 6ix9ine can’t measure up
just another fool, caught up in a trap.”
chorus:
now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
about* we don’t wanna hear you talk about* now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. we never want to hear* now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. now don’t you talk to me about this stuff. marriage is hard

now don’t you talk to me about this stuff

now don’t you talk to me about this stuff
really sucked up. really sucked up

outro:
danny michele, ahh. but don’t disrespect my homies in the bronx. or you’ll die with a pop. young money jesus!

- eric vince lyrics

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