KC - Speakin' My Mind Lyrics

You want the fame and everything else
I just want the money and my name on a shelf
Young nigga chillin
My niggas wit it, down for whenever we takin no Ls
Just hit the store like i came outta shell
Bought a computer but it ain't no dell
Your money short cuz you built like an elf and
They wanted smoke so we givin em hell
F*ck niggas talkin
His money long oh yea run through his wallet
Ice on my neck but i drip like a faucet
Ain't hooping now but my nigga I'm balling
I dont like these niggas i guess why they talking
Name in they mouth these niggas on my dick
Leaching off niggas you just like a tick
No hand outs, keep it in my pocket
You aint pitch in so you aint gettin shit (bitch)
Ain't gettin shit
Pussy ass you remind of a bitch
I know im popping come and take a pic
These niggas be capping they ain't hit no lick
City full of cappers city full of bitches
Can't close they mouth city full of snitches
I'm focused on me I'm gettin to them riches
I say that you blind if you cant see the vision (bitch)
I say that you blind if you cant see the vision my nigga I'm in the kitchen water wippin
Addicted to money i cant get enough,
I got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin chicken
The sound when she sucking mmm finger licking
She say that she done, bitch ian finish
Can't f*ck with no hoes them bitches be tricking
Tryna set me up but i stay on my pivot
I come out the tone this ain't where it at
Bitches is hoes, these niggas is wack
Thinking you thugging nah nigga you cap
Gotta couple dollars now he think he trap
You niggas is fake you niggas aint real
Signed yo whole life for a 10 thousand deal
These niggas keep hating i stopped reading comments
Come step in my shoes and just see how it feel
I got on saycheese they was all on my ass
But i ain't go complain i went got it my bag
You niggas is different niggas really fags
How tf you gon hate but yo music is trash
Ain't worry bout bitches ain't worried bout fame
Gotta lil clout he ain't acting the same
If i blow up i swear i ain't gon change
I'm just tryna get some dollars to my name
These niggas aint real yo brother aint yo brother
Get in that room y'all gon snitch on each other
Trust in nobody not even my mother
All glory to God cuz he aint like no other
I stay in the tone yea thats where im at
These niggas is killing go cop you a strap
Not sayin im thugging my nigga im chilling
Just speaking my mind my nigga and thats facts