Testo Small Talk - Faaris
Testo della canzone Small Talk (Faaris), tratta dall'album Change of Scenery
I swear my name and greatness are synonymous by now
You would think that I'd be good at taking compliments by now
Had to make it real clear if it ain't obvious by now
That I got first round draft pick confidence right now, yeah
So many flows I play with
So many cadences and paces
A-list rappers couldn't claim it but for placements they would play it
My name all over her playlist
Can't tell which song is her favorite
If I had to guess it'd probably be the one that got her naked
Damn who let me get this out of pocket?
Feelin out of options
Got their wallets jumpin outta pockets
Billing up my auctions
Got me spilling out my conscience like I filled it up with toxins
I will kill the correspondents
And then kill the chorus on it
Like whoa, cut the small talk unless you tryna help me grow
I got things to do I don't got time to take it slow
Why we wasting time when you could hit me on my phone?
Things I'll never know
Like whoa, cut the small talk if you been talkin on the low
I don't ask for anything except for what I'm owed
I don't wanna see you unless you comin to a show
Sitting front row, like
Empty my pockets when my mind overflows
Something about spending's addictive hoping I don't overdose
I got big shoes to fill and so I'ma go toe to toe
Cause I never get cold feet I'll do a show in the snow
I'll do a show on a boat and show boat until the tides turn
Presidential flow I'm serving five terms
Look up at the White House
All I see is white boys
Talking on my television
All I hear is white noise
I'm feeling like the head rapper
Attention grabber
Never been the norm but the exception rather
Everybody asking how'd I get this stature
I just dropped a couple songs then I let them scatter
Like whoa, cut the small talk unless you tryna help me grow
I got things to do I don't got time to take it slow
Why we wasting time when you could hit me on my phone?
Things I'll never know
Like whoa, cut the small talk if you been talkin on the low
I don't ask for anything except for what I'm owed
I don't wanna see you unless you comin to a show
Sitting front row, like
Like whoa, cut the small talk unless you tryna help me grow
I got things to do I don't got time to take it slow
Why we wasting time when you could hit me on my phone?
Things I'll never know
Like whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Yahor Sharenda, Faaris Sattar
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