[Lyric] Too Much Talk (Ryler Smith)

Feel tense
Head spins

Feel stressed
I got headaches
I'm a mess

Black Montegra
That my place

Bitch don't kill my vibe
Give me space

See me come up
No indulgence, just insults

Too much talk
Too much talk, no results

Talkin' bread, got no cred
I feel no pulse
Too much talk
Too much talk, no results

Yuh
Hopped in the shotgun
I went back to place called Montegra

A place I call home
Where I can blow off all this steam up

See I be both
Black and white stripes on my skin
Like a zebra

Up at a runway
Call up the tower
My eyes up
My hand on the lever

See I did some shit that I'd've never imagine achievable

Now I got sponsors from clothes that I used save seasons for

I couldn't picture the throne
Until it was seizable
Don't go regional
Yeah

Cookin
Straight out the oven
Stay hot like frittatta

Speaking of heat
I got blood in my veins when I start up

Rode in with the fleet
You saw us now
This an armada

I made some bread
Off the jam
It spread like ricotta

She wanna fuck me because in her playlist I run up

She got that wap she heard im into mulattas

My team
Movin in silence
We move like Montana

Dressed in designer
Feel tense
Head spins

Feel stressed
I got headaches
I'm a mess

Black Montegra
That my place

Bitch don't kill my vibe
Give me space

You dont care
You ain't mean it
You a bitch

No facade
Who you be?
Show your face

I dont talk
I get paid
I finesse

Fuck around
Talk too much
Get a stitch

Feel tense
Head spins

Feel stressed
I got headaches
I'm a mess

Black Montegra
That my place

Bitch don't kill my vibe
Give me space

See me come up
No indulgence, just insults

Too much talk
Too much talk, no results

Talkin' bread, got no cred
I feel no pulse

Too much talk
Too much talk, no results