Don Talk Songtext
von Don Q

Yeah, Don
Don season, nigga

My life is a movie, I never had a script
Two bedrooms, single mother and she back on rent
No job, so my freedom what I had to risk
No Saab, crack or weed, you just had to pick
Every time we in the city, riding heavy in it
Black suburban, tinted out, loaded dessy in it
It′s a whole on my career if they catch me with it
But it's a hole in my head if they catch me slipping
I seen ′em reaching for my spot, I had to set the bar
They never tested God, they seen what's in my repertoire
I'm heading far, you′re not as loyal as you said you are
Got backstabbed, didn′t kill me but it left me scarred
Couple close friends died, I had to question God
Highway to hell and I pushed the pedal hard
Catch a charge, legal agents wanna see you slayed
Get treated like slaves and they throw us underneath the cage


Don season, nigga
You see the niggas I influenced
Let's get it

It was never love, all envy from the jump
I could drop a month, you′ll never catch me in a slump
Young gingerbread man, they tryna catch me on the hunt
You gon' make me spend a hundred on a bezzy just to stunt
I could never give up, I got the deadliest touch
I keep some bread in the tuck and blessings better than luck
Don′t ask if I'm winning, competition left in the dust
You see how I′m living, this shit on my neck is a plus
Bitches thinking that they slick, I could smell a line up
'Fore I meet 'em at the telly, I tell Druvs to pick the nine up
It′s a dirty game, you never know where you wind up
Witness feel a pain, they tryna pick you out the lineup
Pictures that I′m painting, they ain't meant for entertainment
Scared to travel cities so you gotta make a payment
We was moving sloppy but we had to make arrangements
′Cause niggas moving like agents, your name up in every statement
God damn