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talking to my scale remix - jeddadiah fan lyrics

talking to my scale remix lyrics
[intro: young dolph & kevin gates]
(we got all the beef) yeah
yeah, n*gga, f*ck everybody, f*ck everything, n*gga
get money, n*gga
run that sh*t up, n*gga
run that sh*t all the way up, n*gga, ’til you can’t run it no motherf*ckin’ more, n*gga
all the way up, n*gga (yeah)
up*up, n*gga, to the motherf*ckin’ ceiling, n*gga, f*ck n*ggas’ b*tches
f*ck these n*ggas, too, f*ck ’em all
yah mean? i mean this sh*t, for real, for real, n*gga, straight up
ayy (ayy, yeah)
one hundred, i talk to my scale
i wanna talk to a plug i can call myself
finished the khaza album got cold feet i got a question i go in again
all white flannel black amiri jeans can’t hold out on none of my men

[verse 1: young dolph]
if i sacrificed myself, will i go to h*ll?
in my trap housе countin’ guala, talkin’ to my scale
my jewelry box havin’ morе water than wisconsin dells
trap n*gga, i count money better than i spell
came up from nothing, addicted to hustlin’
yeah, he my dawg, but nah, i don’t trust him
she a bad b*tch, but she know we just f*ckin’
she told me she love me, i told her, “you pluckin'”
(cut that sh*t out, lil’ mama) stop it
this b*tch deserve a gold medal the way she suck it
blue louis v bucket, my chain too big to tuck it
my blunts the size of biggie, spendin’ paper like i’m puffy
she f*ck me, then she lucky
yeah, she got that super sloppy, i call that b*tch yucky
b*tch, don’t speak to me in public
fast money, fast cars, i live for this sh*t
my young n*gga ‘nem, man, they gon’ k!ll for this sh*t
shakin’ my head, dolph, you just too real for this sh*t
my first investment was a vacuum seal, then i got rich
mimo can get whatever from me ’cause he never switched
jizzle was right there with me, man, we didn’t have sh*t
sleepy cuz quick to tell me, “f*ck him, he a b*tch”
dog ass n*gga off the leash, duckin’ the pigs
went and found the plug, came back and told my n*gga, “it’s up”
we gon’ ball forever and forever, straight out the mud
been through so much sh*t, so i fill my body up with drugs
twenty whips in front of the club, n*gga, that’s us
i’m my own stylist, i spent millions on designers
i got my own island, n*gga, cast out and you can find me
got more jewelry than your jeweler, n*gga, i spent millions on diamonds
i put ice on everybody around me just to see ’em shinin’
my spot got great customer service like chick*fil*a
might take her to the hood, but i can’t take her on a date
sleepwalkin’ on that codeine, but i’m wide awake
these n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me and i put that on ida mae
[verse 2: kevin gates]
i want my team here right now
you think i don’t miss em’? you think i don’t wish i was with em’? you think i don’t wish they was out’chere runnin’ up millions? but they somewhere sitting in prison
don’t really do jewellery, gold rollie’s presedential
this watch sentimental, talk to my scale
this clock got credentials, zip lock in a digi
caught us a sale
this spot still in business, this box go to memphis
benz drive to virginia, baltimore quarter shipment
dc redistribute, big lathe know this my only way from home
right back to virginia, twenty books of the deally’
take a nine of the phenty’
two*fifty every chicken
take out the wrap, dissasemble
hit it with a half in a blender
shift it in the jack, got it settin’
recompress it back, vacuum seal it
working out the back, in the fitness
only stating facts, how i’m livin’
talk behind my back, i ain’t trippin’
i could get you whacked i’m a hittah’
shorty made it back in the rental
make a trip, prayed for this, paid her rent, gave her d*ck, gangsta sh*t, bae’ you the realest
paper getting stacked to the ceiling
made her ass fat in the clinic
hit her in the trap, smack her ass, grab her hair, bea’ feel it in her kidney’s
main b*tch went to trippin’
now she wish she would’ve payed attention
now she wish she would’ve stayed committed
all of this ice and i can’t turn the heat on
speak on me i don’t compete with a peon
fly in a bundle like my neighbour deon
passenger seat move discreet in a neon
under the feature a homie would three em’
hit up young nudy ,we link up at cheetahs
the back of the booty club we get our eat on
big general pendant, my diamond cut emerald, got ice in my eagle, my breadwinner peace
subliminal messages that never insulted me
new state of mind okay n0body talk to me
new bow and arrow displayin’ my archery
give khaza game that my grandfather taught to me
nights when i’m sleeping my grandmother talk to me
terrible feeling ,feelin like something missing, this stitch come from k!lling i can’t get it off of me”
positive aura this street sh*t apart of me
phone on do not disturb n0body callin me
i don’t take orders respect that i’m grown
fresh out of prison and i done got strong
you can’t do that cuase you can’t be alone
speaking spanish, i got pretty hair you know i’m a big plug
pants saggin, tennis chains is platinum you know i’m out the mud
speaking spanish, i got pretty hair you know i’m a big plug
pants saggin, tennis chains is platinum you know i’m out the mud
on an island, like who wanna be a millionaire?
what kingpin, speak spanish and got pretty hair
on an island, like who wanna be a millionaire?
what kingpin speak spanish and got pretty hair
[interlude: young dolph & kevin gates]
ain’t n0body gave me sh*t, n*gga, yah mean?
i had to get out here and straighten this sh*t up, n*gga, get this sh*t the hard way
yah mean?
i had to figure this sh*t out, n*gga, yah mean?
just me and my real n*ggas, yah mean?
n*gga, you ain’t eat off the floor with us
n*gga, you ain’t eat out the garbage, lil’ n*gga, yah mean?
you wasn’t there, n*gga, you wasn’t there with us, n*gga
we had to get it how we lived, n*gga, i put this sh*t on ida mae
man, you know i accept it how it come ya heard me
sometimes that b*tch be like 35 and 2473
sometimes they be like 35 with some change, you know?
the dip in the middle really be 8 grams ya heard me
i’m in the slow lane, i’m in the middle lane and the fast lane ya heard me
you say you wanna better now work the blender in the summer ya heard me
and ima cook it in front’cha you know you wanna go the other way you know
ah, you know
you know pull up with your shooter and come holla at me ya heard me let him run it you know ay
after that you know th*there you go
i’m on 25 em’…yeah for them
you know, ay
you know, ay
ay, you know?
(cried voice)
leave all that in there…leave all that in there
[verse 3: young dolph]
nah, i ain’t finished, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
my office is a trap house in south memphis, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
ridin’ with a fully through the city, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
i been sellin’ bags by the fifty, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
pinky ring, it cost me seven*fifty, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
pour a eight and drink it, i don’t sip it, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
kickin’ sh*t and smokin’ off a benton, n*gga (ayy bruh)
you a grown man, stop all of that b*tchin’, n*gga (d*mn)
i go so hard, make ’em hate me (d*mn)
my whole life a movie, hd (clear)
blue retro, blue ap (yeah)
too much ice, don’t need ac (nah)
had to put out, the b*tch tried to rape me
i wear water, i don’t drink it, i drink lean (route)
i pour lean and grapefruit juice and rock blue diamonds, nah, these n*ggas ain’t me
sixties on the double*r, look up at the stars (in the cloud)
smokin’ skittles and thankin’ god, remember i used to starve (for real though)
dope boy with dope boy dreams, never thought i’d make it this far (for real though)
fourteen, i jumped out there, started swimming with the sharks
g*ngb*ng, play some ball, go get a plug of raw (raw)
i got the type of ice that it go crazy in the dark (dark)
you put your trust in a b*tch, i put my trust in the mob (mob)
i got all type of sh*t parked in the garage
(hey, hey)

[outro: young dolph]
it’s dolph
yeah
if i sacrificed myself, will i go to h*ll?
in my trap house countin’ guala, talkin’ to my scale
yeah

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