Speak To Em Lyrics - Lil Bibby

Let me tell you how I feel 

This the same life I dreamed about when we was kids 

And since I got a couple M's 

I ain't gon' preach to 'em, but let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

I say they know that I'm a loose screw, pockets on that Bruce Bruce 

Nigga lose it all, bitch act like she never knew you 

So I don't catch feelings baby, I just keep it neutral 

Let her stay a couple nights, I hit the road, I'm through with you 

These niggas amateurs, fuckin' on these models and these actresses 

I keep it under wraps cause 

Bitches runnin' game and I know they ain't slick 

She gon' meet a ball player and do the same shit 

I swear this shit is hard, gotta watch for these niggas and these broads 

Ain't no friends turn frauds 

Still waiting on the day a nigga try to pull a card 

Loyal to this thing of ours, my youngest down to risk it all 

Been a young star, back to back in them cars 

In the streets my life was hard so every day I thank God 

All praise to Allah, blessed we made it this far 

Studied the attraction law, she want me to hit it raw 

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Now let me tell you how I feel 

This the same life I dreamed about when we was kids 

And since I got a couple ills 

I ain't gon' preach to 'em, but let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

I remember trappin' all winter 

Know I kept it killer, January to December 

I was in the trap all day gettin' faded 

Boomin' like Metro til it got raided 

Learn the rules to the game 'fore you play it 

They gon' ask you, better not say shit 

Cause what you say gon' be used in the court of law 

He wasn't built, got in that room and he told it all, damn 

Thought that was your friend right? 

He should help you do that ten right? 

He was with you smilin', riding in your Benz right? 

You was on top, but that shit ain't air right 

Out witnessing the judge'll lose you 

He ain't even send you money for a pack of noodles 

Thought he was real but he fuckin' fooled you 

Different hood, same story, it's the fuckin' usual 

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Now let me tell you how I feel 

This the same life I dreamed about when we was kids 

And since I got a couple M's 

I ain't gon' preach to 'em, but let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Pyramids and stars on garages 

The Gods is plugged in the streets catching charges 

He used to serve from the crib and his daddy was the sergeant 

Black Life Matters, before we was marching 

My squadron stretched from 87th to the 9, real niggas on the grind 

With the power to refine, Know good wine and crime 

Expensive watches and niggas doin' time 

Everybody wanna shine, the young stars aligned with us 

We used to fuck they babysitters, now these young niggas is hittas 

On the streets they deliver 

I was that nigga that rolled up and smacked niggas 

Now I yell "Free Allah, bless the trap niggas!" 

Cop lights backlit us, the spotlight 

Made niggas wanna clap niggas, Black bigger lifestyle 

From [? ] to [?] livin' for the right now, my niggas never lied down 

Don't sleep on my city, we keep it a buck fifty 

That's why I fuck with Bibby, hear me? 

Now let me tell you how I feel 

This the same life I dreamed about when we was kids 

And since I got a couple M's 

I ain't gon' preach to 'em, but let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em 

Let me speak to 'em