L Boogz - Been Talking My Shit Lyrics

All alone
Been talking my shit
All alone
Been talking my shit
Dismissed by the flick of my wrist
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Self made so what if I miss
Leave me lone been talking my shit

All alone
Been talking my shit
All alone
Been talking my shit
Dismissed by the flick of my wrist
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Self made so what if I miss
Leave me lone been talking my shit

Put the green in the white
Roll up real nice
Top it off with a glass of red
Toast to a real motherf*cker
Not for the bread
For doing what he said
Gave a heads up
But they lacking brains
Tried Batman now back to Bane
Either way it's a masquerade
New faces don't kill the pain
Blue faces won't make me sane
A fan base might
But that's okay
Cuckoos cuckoos nest got leather chairs
Flat screen TV marble stairs
Comfortable with my cerebellum
Soldier boy I tried to tell em
Peep my Ep the message clean
Last time a nigga leave me on seen
For the last time I don't need no team
What you got is what you saw
One two five percent of raw
Too late now I'm getting gone
D miles said can't get them all
Keep money long and ya circle small
Give me space don't need a star
God give me strength when I lack a bar

All alone
Been talking my shit
All alone
Been talking my shit
Dismissed by the flick of my wrist
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Self made so what if I miss
Leave me lone been talking my shit

All alone
Been talking my shit
All alone
Been talking my shit
Dismissed by the flicka my wrist
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Leave me lone been talking my shit
Self made so what if I miss
Leave me lone been talking my shit

Thought everything would work out great
A year over thirty not too late
I hoop so I know I'll get some spins
Tried real hard to suppress my grin
Joke's on me like I paint my face
Won't judge cuz it ain't my place
No one told me it's half the battle
Not to stand up and bang my gavel
Guilty guilty guilty my sentences are worth fifty yeah
Thousand or a mil
I would't give a f*ck for real ooh yeah
The artwork is for real ooh yeah
Probably worth a bill ooh yeah
Never one to boast ooo nah
Genuine approach on God
Now I gotta flex ooh yeah
Funky at my best ooh yeah
Love me at my worst ooh yeah
Not when I'm in a hurst ooh nah
Refer to the first three bars
Unless your smoke of choice cigars
Making my voice heard from Mars
Don't you pick that shit apart

Those who feel rejection
Tend to seek comfort in complete solitude
And fall into isolation for extended periods of time
At certain points the person feels trapped and alone in their heads. Mood swings are not uncommon
In attempts to protect themselves and their interests
You tend to be with and want to be with the person
Who understands you the most
And who understands you better than, you?
Well you do. Crap was that too many yous?
I feel like that was like a shit ton of you's. Are we still on?
Oh God, I am so fired