Yeah they all talk but me
I'm more about the action
I could spill a little passion
They lap it up used laugh
I seen it all in they eyes
They never really was grasping
What they lookin at
Sun of a gun yeah I'm appalled
That they be booking that
But if a pushed a ton
I know they prolly be bookin that
I promise that ain't a diss
I promise that's only facts
Cause most of y'all do the most
But never doin the math
Matics
I need a breath of fresh air
No asthmatics
Survival tactics
What we was bumpin down in Springfield
How we came up short
I never did play the in field
Never f*cked with the in crowd
Chill wit my homies blow loud
Hate and we goin all out
But now I'm more lover
I'd rather go blow her back out
Smoke until she sleep
Then it's back to the track
I blacked out
Do this shit like Ja
Write more rants
Till I'm maxed out
Waitin on me to fail
Don't hold your breath
You gon pass out
Funny part about it is
Now they all gettin lapped now
Bring that shit right back
I promise this shit a wrap now
I told my fam that ima fly
Won't let y'all turn to lie
And so I climb
Please don't shoot me off the ladder
Rhyme scheme clean no arm and hammer
I rather words than the hammer
That nail in the coffin final
I'd rather just spin the vinyl
Revealing what's on my mind
And paint how I keep intact
Van Gogh wit the wordplay
I know that I'll leave an impact
In other words I use expressions
To leave impressions
But y'all still
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
Guess that was truth
When you said you'd never switch now
But I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that in my soul no
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
No debatin
I'm just gettin off my shit now
They gon talk that shit but only from sidelines
Never fades but that's okay no no I don't mind
I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that on my soul no
Corey - Talk Lyrics
Corey - Talk Lyrics
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Yeah they all talk but me
I'm more about the action
I could spill a little passion
They lap it up used laugh
I seen it all in they eyes
They never really was grasping
What they lookin at
Sun of a gun yeah I'm appalled
That they be booking that
But if a pushed a ton
I know they prolly be bookin that
I promise that ain't a diss
I promise that's only facts
Cause most of y'all do the most
But never doin the math
Matics
I need a breath of fresh air
No asthmatics
Survival tactics
What we was bumpin down in Springfield
How we came up short
I never did play the in field
Never f*cked with the in crowd
Chill wit my homies blow loud
Hate and we goin all out
But now I'm more lover
I'd rather go blow her back out
Smoke until she sleep
Then it's back to the track
I blacked out
Do this shit like Ja
Write more rants
Till I'm maxed out
Waitin on me to fail
Don't hold your breath
You gon pass out
Funny part about it is
Now they all gettin lapped now
Bring that shit right back
I promise this shit a wrap now
I told my fam that ima fly
Won't let y'all turn to lie
And so I climb
Please don't shoot me off the ladder
Rhyme scheme clean no arm and hammer
I rather words than the hammer
That nail in the coffin final
I'd rather just spin the vinyl
Revealing what's on my mind
And paint how I keep intact
Van Gogh wit the wordplay
I know that I'll leave an impact
In other words I use expressions
To leave impressions
But y'all still
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
Guess that was truth
When you said you'd never switch now
But I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that in my soul no
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
No debatin
I'm just gettin off my shit now
They gon talk that shit but only from sidelines
Never fades but that's okay no no I don't mind
I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that on my soul no
I'm more about the action
I could spill a little passion
They lap it up used laugh
I seen it all in they eyes
They never really was grasping
What they lookin at
Sun of a gun yeah I'm appalled
That they be booking that
But if a pushed a ton
I know they prolly be bookin that
I promise that ain't a diss
I promise that's only facts
Cause most of y'all do the most
But never doin the math
Matics
I need a breath of fresh air
No asthmatics
Survival tactics
What we was bumpin down in Springfield
How we came up short
I never did play the in field
Never f*cked with the in crowd
Chill wit my homies blow loud
Hate and we goin all out
But now I'm more lover
I'd rather go blow her back out
Smoke until she sleep
Then it's back to the track
I blacked out
Do this shit like Ja
Write more rants
Till I'm maxed out
Waitin on me to fail
Don't hold your breath
You gon pass out
Funny part about it is
Now they all gettin lapped now
Bring that shit right back
I promise this shit a wrap now
I told my fam that ima fly
Won't let y'all turn to lie
And so I climb
Please don't shoot me off the ladder
Rhyme scheme clean no arm and hammer
I rather words than the hammer
That nail in the coffin final
I'd rather just spin the vinyl
Revealing what's on my mind
And paint how I keep intact
Van Gogh wit the wordplay
I know that I'll leave an impact
In other words I use expressions
To leave impressions
But y'all still
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
Guess that was truth
When you said you'd never switch now
But I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that in my soul no
Y'all still hatin
Y'all still talkin all that shit now
No debatin
I'm just gettin off my shit now
They gon talk that shit but only from sidelines
Never fades but that's okay no no I don't mind
I won't put that on my soul no
I won't put that on my soul no