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Allstar Jr - Barely Talk Lyrics

[Verse: 1 Overlord Schooch]
Plug up the blender and the money counter
Stopped sellin' weed, fucked around and had a run with powder
We was staying in our lane, but they brung it out us
Never had a record deal, 'Caine is what funded ours
Shit be mind-blowing but it be yo own people
They'll have you wearing orange like you work at Home Depot
See you niggas hating, I can't get a song repost
Ever since I shot to Empire on the East Coast
Seen it so many times In our line of work
Fiends trying to work off, screaming that they stomach hurt
Plugged with the Gwala Gwala's, how you think we got it first?
Bouto stop it cold turkey, so who trying to cop a verse?
Niggas just started selling ice, but I been did it
I was getting five racks for 'em before the Pandemic
Had 'em in the drought, I was taxing cause they can't get it
Dope so strong, I couldn't step I had to stand in it
These niggas lost, really need to do some soul searchin'
Looking in the mirror at they self and see the wrong person
Its so easy to crash out, winners get discipline
Explains why we got so many prisons, here in Michigan
Weighing out my options, the rewards from us risking it
Paying out my pocket, hoping nobody don't get flicked with it
Cold bitch, got my dick harder than arithmetic
Froze wrist, I don't eat at Starters, Bitch I'm Chrissy Chris
Fuck the glitz and glam
Money turn you to a different man
Looking for a brick of Ricky Tan
So I can mix it in
Fuck going viral on the net, trying to get some fans
All my niggas listening to me while they be flipping grams
My dawg locked away, wishing he Prioritize
Lookin' through a glass, he can't wipe his daughter eyes
He don't understand the pain that she struggles with
Cause she just wish she had her daddy, fuck the other shit
Plotting on a Cullinan
Niggas didn't know that I was struggling
After I stopped selling all the substances
Was about to stop rapping, to be honest, Im in love with this
Fucking with a rat, a have you hotter than an oven mitt
Dog food, I muzzled it
Actavis, I guzzled it
Own all my masters and my publishin' who fucking with me?
Im from Detroit, but I don' hustled in a couple cities
We up, we litty, somebody pour me a cup of Remy
Don't know why im stressed out, I need to rub some titties
The best out, I feel like its so many up against me
I ain't did nothing to em, I guess its cause im distant
Rapid fire from the switches
Can't retire from the business
Guess im on the injury reserves
When you got tunnel vision, even bitches get curved
Guess I came a long way, cause I was flippin' them birds
Funny that I barely talk, but I got rich from my words
Its O.V