letra de speak the language - xavy rusan
[intro]
ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
n-ggas always talkin’, i’m like f-ck it, let ’em chat
i been gettin’ money, you know i can live with that
legend in my city, went and showed it on the map
and if i leave this b-tch tomorrow, they gon’ quote it as a fact
i’m like who the h-ll could stop me? carbon copies on my timeline
get up out your ego, learn to think with your divine mind
main role in my movie get that boot if you ain’t actin’ right
bitin’ on my style, these n-ggas rappin’ with some appetite
better know where you at at night
ride around with that strap at night
catch me fl!ckin’ ashes, thumpin’ funky at your traffic light
tippin’ out my bottlе all in honor of my dead
swear thesе n-ggas want no drama on my mama on your head
i was raised to be that way, you just can’t hold a g
bend the block, i’m on my pivot like i’m ‘posed to be
clockin’ digits with them n-ggas who been close to me
poppin sh-t and puttin’ d-ck all in her ovaries
[chorus]
but i do my thing, b-tch, i’m way too player for playin’ around
you know my language, just send me that bread and i’m layin’ it down
i hold my weight, b-tch, they know my name when i’m movin’ through town
and i don’t lane switch, i’ma keep it that way ’til i lay in the ground
i do my thing, b-tch, i’m way too player for playin’ around
you know my language, just send me that bread and i’m layin’ it down
i hold my weight, b-tch, they know my name when i’m movin’ through town
and i don’t lane switch (look), i’ma keep it that way ’til i lay in the ground (hold up)
[verse 2]
who gon’ tell your tale if you don’t leave no good impression?
you ain’t mad at me, lil’ b-tch, you mad at your reflection
workin’ on my hoodoo burnin’ sage for my protection
but if that sh-t there don’t work, you know we brought that smith & wesson
i ain’t stressin’, found my blessing in the lowest state
she tell me “xavy, please come over”, though she know it’s late
i could’ve went and beat that down, instead i chose to wait
i been that n-gga in my city, that ain’t no debate
see, once you learn to drop your feelings, you might drop your ceilings
i talked to god about my dealings, went and got my healings
don’t point my way with all that drama, i be ’bout my commas
what’s worse about your lack of paper is you ain’t got no honor
[chorus]
but i do my thing, b-tch, i’m way too player for playin’ around
you know my language, just send me that bread and i’m layin’ it down
i hold my weight, b-tch, they know my name when i’m movin’ through town
and i don’t lane switch, i’ma keep it that way ’til i lay in the ground
i do my thing, b-tch, i’m way too player for playin’ around
you know my language, just send me that bread and i’m layin’ it down
i hold my weight, b-tch, they know my name when i’m movin’ through town
and i don’t lane switch, i’ma keep it that way ’til i lay in the ground (hold up)
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