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letra de talk to myself - slayter

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[intro]
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill…”
sometimes i talk to myself and i say…

[verse 1]
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill.”
and i be so for real
cause i’m a little too honest when i be off that pill
i been burning bridges
god as my witness
been f-cking up my business
been f-cking up my b-tches
i’m so addicted, i gotta have it
i pop like seven, get problematic
it’s a stupid habit
before the drugs i used to be so charismatic
that sh-t changed me, that sh-t crazy
get disrespectful, make b-tches hate me
i’m talking b-tches that used to beg to have my baby
i’m talking women so down they wouldn’t dare to play me
and i just let ’em go
call the plug up, “n-gga i’m running low.”
n-ggas around me scared thinking i’ma overdose
sometimes i turn my phone off and just be going ghost
i had this r&b b-tch tell me i do the most

[hook]
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill…”
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill…”
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…

[verse 2]
they see me they stutter
n-gga i’ll bring beef to your mother
introduce his wifey to my ex
and have ’em kissing each other
you tell her you love her
i only hit her up just to cut her
i hit her once and i p-ss her to my brother
n-gga still independent (facts!)
still make n-ggas feel offended
put my b-tch in some fendi
i cannot sign for a penny
if he start shooting me
that means his life will be ending
don’t got no time for a friendship
give my pistol a french kiss
n-ggas male groupies
how you go from d-ck riding to hating me?
b-tch n-ggas with b-tch tendencies
it ain’t hard to see
you wanna go to war with me
then you gon’ need like ten of me
got blood on my jesus piece like, “motherf-ck my enemies!”
$350 for some tennis shoes i used to run my block with
n-ggas put numbers on your head like an auction
b-tches on my phone i ain’t hit, i got options
n-ggas on my hit list, some are gone and forgotten (r.i.p.)
“coldest day ever” on my neck a reminder
that it’s gon’ be the coldest day ever when i find ya
that it’s gon’ be the coldest day ever when i find ya

[hook]
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill…”
sometimes i talk to myself and i say, “slayter, chill…”
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…
sometimes i, sometime i, sometimes i…

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