CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : WALK & TALK, PT. 4
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E, yeah
I tell 'em, "don't get phased, get your money up" (Ha)
You wanna get this a-grade, better study up
Couple honeys wantin' to cuff me, wanna get lovey-dovey
But I'm not the one, I gotta lot of dates comin' up (Uh, uh)
So we off the plane, to the venue, light it up (Woo)
Crowd are wavin' their iPhones and light it up ([?])
Couple local homies got the plug and line it up (Okay)
After party we get a buzz and we light the bud (Uh, uh)
If you know me know I ain't got time for fluff and thе chat (Nah)
I got sisters in the club and bros doin' trap
But I don't yap about it just to get somе love on a track (Nah)
You're snitchin' on yourself and your homies, the f**k up with that?
(Uh) Yeah, I could keep it old school or I can make the sh*t slap
(Ooh—ooh—ooh) I can sing some R&B sh*t if you f**kin' with that (Ayy)
Six million ways to flex, done enough of 'em, facts
But one thing I never done is give you something that's wack (Uh-uh)
Some other brothers rappin' just about as dumb as they act (Ha)
Money, money, I got money, something, something 'bout racks
But that whip a rental, brother, you be runnin' it back
And that Gucci cap a knock off, I can tell from the strap (Ha)
Haha, Triple Black fit with them Shox on my feet (Woo)
I ain't chasin' no trend, I make the trend chase me (Yes sir)
White boy, killer voice, callin' me J.T
Bringing sexy back, they know what it is, baby
If it's puttin' money in my duffle then I'ma run it
I'ma divide, multiply, bring it back and then sum it
I been runnin' up all these numbers till I'm up in the summit
Tryna get above it but they just wanna see a bro plummet
The way I lay pipe (Ha), you would think I's a plumber
But I ain't hittin' that unless her conversation a hundred
I need that mental stimulation to get me vacant and shorty got some rhythm
'cause she bouncin' to my beats like a drummer (Uh, uh, uh, urgh)
I need me a getaway, Bahamas or the Gold Coast (What?)
'Rari or the Volvo, I can't have it all, though (Nah)
I just want a little stack (Yeah), just a little more dough (Please)
Wanna watch my team win (Yeah) while we out on tour, bro (Woo)
You could never put me in a box
I can sing some R&B sh*t, and make the bass drop
I can run a ring around a rapper while I'm runnin' backwards (Woo)
Then I go ahead and make a beat that melt your face off, oh my God
And I ain't tryna be c*cky (Nah), but I'm right, bro (Yeah)
The world's a dark place, I'm tryna be the light, though
'Cause I got love for my fam and my fans
And the people that understand the plans that we plannin' (Uh, uh, uh)
'Cause this life (What?), it can be so demandin' (Uh)
Standin' under the man when I don't understand him (Uh)
These politicians a sham, scammin' us in their mansions
Protected by the law so they got the upper advantage
It's my side or theirs, where the f**k are you standin'? (Where?)
I ain't no conspiracist, I'm just tryna be candid
Every woman and man got the world in their hands
And if we band together then maybe we'll get some answers (Yeah)
It's my side or theirs (What?), where the f**k are you standin'? (Where?)
I ain't no conspiracist, I'm just tryna be candid (Yeah)
Every woman and man got the world in their hands
And if we band together then maybe we'll get some—
Oi, oi Nerve, what's good [?], look, ayy
It's Mr
Everything-I Touch-Is-A-Track (Uh-huh), Mr Everything-I-Spit-Is-A-Fact (Uh-huh)
If the world turns on me (Bop bop), they get a shell to the back
Like Ninja Turtles, but f**k Splinter, no love for a rat ([?])
Born and die a legend, that's why they never forget it (Uh-huh)
If I say I'ma get him, turn this sh*t to armageddon (Uh-huh)
Not one to back-pedal, if I said it then I said it (True)
Like we in the pandemic the way everybody can get it (Come here)
Grab a rapper by the neck like, "I beg your pardon?"
Try come around the forest, brah, I'll leave 'em in the garden ([?])
Team always three-hundred, like we all born spartan
They wanna play for the net like they all James Harden (Woo)
Flow retarded, they scared 'cause I only just started (Uh-huh)
I swear there's too many rappers and not enough artists (That's [?]), f**k 'em
If you're not a friend then you're a target
Mess with me, you get left in a box (Or in a carton)
Brah, if we gettin' booked on the bill then it's showtime (Showtime)
Leave the buildin' shook, get the bag, then it's home time (Home time)
If he called his mate to vouch then they both lied (Liar)
If he call his mate and he comes then they both die (Bop bop)
Uh, see, that's the difference with us (Uh-huh)
We earned everything we got and never had any luck ([?])
Try and come out for me, everyone get stuck
I call my Toka Giannis, he do anything for the bucks (Woo)
They just lie, lie, and lie again (Liar)
They always wanna try me, well, tell 'em try again (Try again)
Whenever sh*t went down I stood by my men (Uh-huh)
Pulled his uso in the club, and he denied his friends, why?
(pu**y) 'Cause we're not like them buzzin'
Wrong or right, brah, I stand by my cousin ([?])
I already hate all the music that they got comin' (Haha)
Sayin' this hit different, motherf**ker, no, it doesn't (Shut up)
Brah, listen, somebody tell 'em I'm in it
f**k isolation, I been on my own for a minute (I'm on my own)
They trippin' or sippin' if they think they're competition
No one beat me with the mic, my uso, I'm Scottie Pippen, brah ([?])
It's Mr Get-The-Bag-And-Leave ([?])
Rock up casually, leave nothing but casualties, I swear (Bop bop)
None of these rappers can handle me
Nerve and Nokz78 from the B.N.E., brah, free the team (Brah, free the gang)
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
I tell 'em, "don't get phased, get your money up" (Ha)
You wanna get this a-grade, better study up
Couple honeys wantin' to cuff me, wanna get lovey-dovey
But I'm not the one, I gotta lot of dates comin' up (Uh, uh)
So we off the plane, to the venue, light it up (Woo)
Crowd are wavin' their iPhones and light it up ([?])
Couple local homies got the plug and line it up (Okay)
After party we get a buzz and we light the bud (Uh, uh)
If you know me know I ain't got time for fluff and thе chat (Nah)
I got sisters in the club and bros doin' trap
But I don't yap about it just to get somе love on a track (Nah)
You're snitchin' on yourself and your homies, the f**k up with that?
(Uh) Yeah, I could keep it old school or I can make the sh*t slap
(Ooh—ooh—ooh) I can sing some R&B sh*t if you f**kin' with that (Ayy)
Six million ways to flex, done enough of 'em, facts
But one thing I never done is give you something that's wack (Uh-uh)
Some other brothers rappin' just about as dumb as they act (Ha)
Money, money, I got money, something, something 'bout racks
But that whip a rental, brother, you be runnin' it back
And that Gucci cap a knock off, I can tell from the strap (Ha)
Haha, Triple Black fit with them Shox on my feet (Woo)
I ain't chasin' no trend, I make the trend chase me (Yes sir)
White boy, killer voice, callin' me J.T
Bringing sexy back, they know what it is, baby
If it's puttin' money in my duffle then I'ma run it
I'ma divide, multiply, bring it back and then sum it
I been runnin' up all these numbers till I'm up in the summit
Tryna get above it but they just wanna see a bro plummet
The way I lay pipe (Ha), you would think I's a plumber
But I ain't hittin' that unless her conversation a hundred
I need that mental stimulation to get me vacant and shorty got some rhythm
'cause she bouncin' to my beats like a drummer (Uh, uh, uh, urgh)
I need me a getaway, Bahamas or the Gold Coast (What?)
'Rari or the Volvo, I can't have it all, though (Nah)
I just want a little stack (Yeah), just a little more dough (Please)
Wanna watch my team win (Yeah) while we out on tour, bro (Woo)
You could never put me in a box
I can sing some R&B sh*t, and make the bass drop
I can run a ring around a rapper while I'm runnin' backwards (Woo)
Then I go ahead and make a beat that melt your face off, oh my God
And I ain't tryna be c*cky (Nah), but I'm right, bro (Yeah)
The world's a dark place, I'm tryna be the light, though
'Cause I got love for my fam and my fans
And the people that understand the plans that we plannin' (Uh, uh, uh)
'Cause this life (What?), it can be so demandin' (Uh)
Standin' under the man when I don't understand him (Uh)
These politicians a sham, scammin' us in their mansions
Protected by the law so they got the upper advantage
It's my side or theirs, where the f**k are you standin'? (Where?)
I ain't no conspiracist, I'm just tryna be candid
Every woman and man got the world in their hands
And if we band together then maybe we'll get some answers (Yeah)
It's my side or theirs (What?), where the f**k are you standin'? (Where?)
I ain't no conspiracist, I'm just tryna be candid (Yeah)
Every woman and man got the world in their hands
And if we band together then maybe we'll get some—
Oi, oi Nerve, what's good [?], look, ayy
It's Mr
Everything-I Touch-Is-A-Track (Uh-huh), Mr Everything-I-Spit-Is-A-Fact (Uh-huh)
If the world turns on me (Bop bop), they get a shell to the back
Like Ninja Turtles, but f**k Splinter, no love for a rat ([?])
Born and die a legend, that's why they never forget it (Uh-huh)
If I say I'ma get him, turn this sh*t to armageddon (Uh-huh)
Not one to back-pedal, if I said it then I said it (True)
Like we in the pandemic the way everybody can get it (Come here)
Grab a rapper by the neck like, "I beg your pardon?"
Try come around the forest, brah, I'll leave 'em in the garden ([?])
Team always three-hundred, like we all born spartan
They wanna play for the net like they all James Harden (Woo)
Flow retarded, they scared 'cause I only just started (Uh-huh)
I swear there's too many rappers and not enough artists (That's [?]), f**k 'em
If you're not a friend then you're a target
Mess with me, you get left in a box (Or in a carton)
Brah, if we gettin' booked on the bill then it's showtime (Showtime)
Leave the buildin' shook, get the bag, then it's home time (Home time)
If he called his mate to vouch then they both lied (Liar)
If he call his mate and he comes then they both die (Bop bop)
Uh, see, that's the difference with us (Uh-huh)
We earned everything we got and never had any luck ([?])
Try and come out for me, everyone get stuck
I call my Toka Giannis, he do anything for the bucks (Woo)
They just lie, lie, and lie again (Liar)
They always wanna try me, well, tell 'em try again (Try again)
Whenever sh*t went down I stood by my men (Uh-huh)
Pulled his uso in the club, and he denied his friends, why?
(pu**y) 'Cause we're not like them buzzin'
Wrong or right, brah, I stand by my cousin ([?])
I already hate all the music that they got comin' (Haha)
Sayin' this hit different, motherf**ker, no, it doesn't (Shut up)
Brah, listen, somebody tell 'em I'm in it
f**k isolation, I been on my own for a minute (I'm on my own)
They trippin' or sippin' if they think they're competition
No one beat me with the mic, my uso, I'm Scottie Pippen, brah ([?])
It's Mr Get-The-Bag-And-Leave ([?])
Rock up casually, leave nothing but casualties, I swear (Bop bop)
None of these rappers can handle me
Nerve and Nokz78 from the B.N.E., brah, free the team (Brah, free the gang)
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
