Ham Sandwich (USA) - Don’t talk about it! Lyrics
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    Don’t talk about it!

    [Hook]
    Deep in the game huh?
    Stay away if you a motherfuckin' lame
    Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
    Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
    And if a motherfucker try me, he won't be lively for long
    I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
    Yeah, I'm gone

    [Verse 1]
    Gone, I'm at a 7-Eleven, eleven P-M and my momma told me be home at seven
    A group of niggas in a black truck, engine is revvin'
    I got a feeling that they gonna try and send me to heaven
    But I was brеd to get the bread and I ain't talkin' unlеavened
    And when shit be getting sketchy, then I'm drawing my weapon
    The chopper been with me so long, i'm 'bout to schedule a wedding
    I get it banging every night, the neighbors wish they can deafen
    To the dirt, Mike Rowe, hop in the Bruce Wayne
    Hunnid on the dash in 9-5 like it's Usain
    I just move the money, gettin' new gains
    Niggas usin' old roads, I'm pavin' new lanes
    These are old scars, but this is new pain
    Look around, I see oldheads and new lames
    And new chains, livin' in a mad world, this the new sane

    [Hook]
    Deep in the game huh?
    Stay away if you a motherfuckin lame
    Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
    Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
    And if a motherfucker try me, he won't be lively for long
    I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
    Yeah, I'm gone

    [Verse 2]
    I ain't got the time for 'em
    If I catch a nigga slippin', I'ma slide on him
    Give that nigga a bounty, I put a five on him
    He get killed by the niggas who said they'll die for him (Damn)
    This the reason why my circle is restricted
    Niggas movin' obvious, exactly as predicted
    Niggas say they hold the chrome, but they can't even lift it
    Nigga bought a Benz today, tomorrow he's evicted
    Rounds to his top, I ain't talkin' bout ellipses
    But I still avoid the sentence
    Niggas know that I'm a menace
    And they be asking for my penance
    Rent is due, pay the toll
    I can't, make my, wallet, fold
    Tennis ballin', gettin' racks
    They gon' put me on the map

    [Hook]
    Deep in the game huh?
    Stay away if you a motherfuckin' lame
    Don't talk about it, I just struggle through the pain
    Don't talk about it, they don't care what I been sayin'
    And if a motherfucker try me, he won't be lively for long
    I shoot a movie like I'm Spike Lee, hop in the drive seat, I'm gone
    Yeah, I'm gone

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