Talk Less Songtext
von J. Eka

Ain′t saying a thing, I'm doing it well
I made it look easy, I think you can tell
Ain′t saying a thing, I'm doing it well
I made it look easy, I think you can tell


Bruddas ain't got bread but they′re talking dough
Bruddas ain′t popped but they're talking still
Dribble in the middle of the field you own
And I still would never see a brudda test my skill
Tell em bring fire man I don′t do drills
16 clips not one of them reels
Tell a man hush cah they talk too much
Only talk bout torque when we're talking bout wheels
I′ve been battling with demons that can't be seen
So why would I talk about it on IG?
Came in the game 2 0 1 3 things changed
Cos now everybody wants to be seen
Guess I gotta play with the hand I was dealt
Either that or I gotta keep myself to myself
Truth be told I′m an open book
I remember the days I was dusting shelves

I'm rocking it well
Even my girl as well but I didn't have to tell
I′m an open book but still on the shelf
Wrist double VS, no need to speak less
Flooded the wrist like Phelps
I think she wanted that
Blueberry Burberry Birkin bag or belt
Didn′t really know what I have till now
And I'm still on the cloud
G33 with the Pink Runtz smell eucalyptus
I′m on the ounce
It's 9am and I gotta do the meetings
Or be outside my house
Strolling around like a mouse
Finding that something to get me out
Ouch


No cap
No stress
Who you bruddas really tryna impress?
Swear I′ve heard about a Million threats
Man I feel like Ray Charles
I ain't seen none yet
No vest still said it with chest
Done dabbling with indirects
Talking to God′s the only time I'd confess
That their money talks like it don't make sense
Honestly I hate to see the fakery, Yh
They′re not the men they claim to be, nah
They′re make believe the more they speak
The less it seems they're chasing dreams
And faking streams
Don′t wanna hear all that though
Bruddas spyin' but they got no back bone
But I rarely react cos I know they′re all chat
Not putting money on the line like a trap phone
It's all facts bro

I′m rocking it well
Even my girl as well but I didn't have to tell
I'm an open book but still on the shelf
Wrist double VS, no need to speak less
Flooded the wrist like Phelps
I think she wanted that
Blueberry Burberry Birkin bag or belt
Didn′t really know what I have till now
And I′m still on the cloud
G33 with the Pink Runtz smell eucalyptus
I'm on the ounce
It′s 9am and I gotta do the meetings
Or be outside my house
Strolling around like a mouse
Finding that something to get me out
Ouch

Ain't saying a thing, I′m doing it well
I made it look easy, I think you can tell
Ain't saying a thing, I′m doing it well
I made it look easy, I think you can tell