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let's talk - rmc mike lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse]
naturally, i come off arrogant and leave ’em very sick
to you n*ggas i’m like a veteran, ain’t no comparisons
they tell me all the time love get you k!lled, so ain’t no sharin’
see the new generation is kinda f*cked ’cause ain’t no parentin’
mm, this sh*t embarrassin’, but we can’t turn our back on ’em
don’t let that sh*t just come up out your mouth unless you act on it everybody ’round this b*tch think they the best, let’s see the stats on
i stopped pourin’ that lean for a lil’ while, but, sh*t, i’m back on it mm, b*tch, i’m back focused, sh*t, b*tch, i’m back rollin’
i can tell you if your pill fake just from the snap on it
my glock got a binary triggеr, brodie, just tap on it
expandin’ my horizon, pick a beat, bro, l’ma rap on it
they usе love as a disguise to f*ck you over, that sh*t cut deep
all i ever did was showed you my true colors, how it’s f*ck me?
gon’ be a cold day in h*ll before i let you n*ggas touch me
how the f*ck you ain’t invested to yourself? you n*ggas dumb, cheap
steppin’ back is sometimes necessary for you to move forward
sellin’ dime bags ain’t gettin’ nowhere, i’d rather move quarters some n*ggas came and stole a couple heats, i got a new order
flint don’t wanna see a n*gga win, i’m finna move to georgia
i want the top, in order to get there, you gotta separate
it don’t matter what you goin’ through right now, it’s gon’ be better days
they not f*ckin’ with the murder mitten, b*tch, we better made
we gon’ be some f*ckin’ millionaires and that’s on everything (b*tch)

- rmc mike lyrics

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