Restalk

Damn, Z [Verse 1: Young Darboe] Look, look, look Oh no Z done sent me a beat now I spitting my flow Niggas they capin they heart really cold I was stuck in the field so I just had to go, damn Y'all niggas lame Police pull up and y'all give me the blame You only focus on bitches and chains Shoot at my niggas hope you ain't got aim, gang Said I'm hottest right now Said I'm the one getting money right now I'm the young nigga you put on yo song When I spit my shit niggas looking like “How?" I want my money in pounds Building this shit from the ground, I don't play around Petty theft for the guys Seen a killer in his eyes [Verse 2: Young Darboe] Damn, nigga I try Hated seeing momma cry Bill money on the side Pay the bills or don't eat Couple nights on the beach Tent nearly went flying Now I got chances bro, Momma is proud Damn nigga I was weak I was just roaming the street Looking for peace, then I pulled up to the beach Momma she told me, never rely on yo homie Told me that shit can get dangerous, people they phony Leave a nigga feeling lonely Now I'm just focused on paper I got my niggas back they got me too Not shaking hands man I swear that I'm rude Don't ever lie to me tell me the truth Hearing my name and it's filling the room [Verse 3: Young Darboe] I got family up in the sky it ain't new I got money I'm making all it for my crew When I'm sad I just sit down and sing me some blues Brand new patek I want it brand new Said that you know me you ain't got a clue Man I know imma make it I'm hoping it's soon Family is struggling, ain't got no food Everyday hooping then I'm in the Stu Momma came to me and gave me some news Grand momma dead didn’t think it was true Try not to cry I broke down in room Hiding emotions but my niggas knew All of memories I have with you So many things that I wanted to do Trynna make music for you to consume Feel like I'm stuck man I just pick and chose [Verse 4: Shakta Kap] Yeah guess who’s back, when I come in, the beat goes mad Can't do sins, I’m already packed You can’t be beta when you move like that Man should’ve stayed in his fucking gaff Keep on chatting bout Skengs and Macs But they’re not bad, it’s all cap Boy better know when I come in black, it’s Shak Please don’t waste time Shawty wanna talk, told that bitch to wait in line Always my slime over my broads, I mean my brothers She wanna talk about my flaws, that bitch is undercover You ain’t the one so please don’t doubt me Cause I put every part of that on my mother You’d be a fucking twat to think that I’d put anyone above her All of this is facts cause when I drill it I don’t stutter When I’m finished you can see my cutter Word to Stormzy, I told them shut up Man gonna steal my bread and butter If he wants war, he can get it, and imma start moving like Russia [Verse 5: Shakta Kap] Talk about grind, can’t be sentimental Talk about fam and I’m gonna move mental Talk about her, cause she’s oriental Talk about rough, cuz I can’t be gentle Talk about skengs, they’re my essentials Talk about Shak, cause I’ve got potential Talk about color, cause they’re all judgmental Talk about whips, but they’re all just rentals Talk about life, it feels accidental Walk around fire and I feel elemental Gs too nice, they too complemental You can’t C, cause I’m just too Central Can’t find any ting like Kylie and Kendall Sometimes the plastic feels all natural But the nyash ain’t really environmental Might blow up, but I’m not like Chernobyl