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fcg heem - talk of the town كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(pipe that sh_t up, tnt)
(that boy cash makin’ money, huh?)
and i know, uh, they say i say lil’ steve name in every song, but, um
his name gon’ live through me forever
long live steve, long live herb too, you know, yeah
(mook got the keys jumpin’)

[chorus]
and i wish i could’ve gave lil’ steve a cuban link before they put him down
we were juveniles, i said my prayers, they thank god i made it out
we ballin’, i know them n_ggas couldn’t stand me, i bet they hate me now
she ain’t give up on the kid when i was down
look at me now, momma, your lil’ boy the talk of the town
they steady sayin’ i’m up next, but i feel like i’m up now
too much water ’round my neck, i just hope they don’t drown
i pray a n_gga never play ’round with lil’ foreign, and i’m around
[verse]
patek philippe for all them nights we couldn’t sleep
shawty stuck by my side when they ain’t believe in me
i know i’m chosen, i got angels over me, yeah
i know them angels lookin’ down on me
yeah, ballin’, you know i don’t move unless i hear that money callin’
shawty say i’m bougie, no balenci’, i’m wearin’ jordan’s
stars in the ceiling, momma know her [?]
take him from out the hood to calabasas, that’s important
put a bag on his head, million dollar, he dead, yeah
got blood all in my eyes, rolls royce truck red, yeah
i told ’em it was gon’ be like this, they ain’t heard what i said, yeah
tell my momma i’m finna spoil for every tear she shed, yeah

[interlude]
ayy, tell my momma i’m finna spoil for every tear she shed
and let them f_ck n_ggas know, half a million on his head, and he dead

- fcg heem

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