Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song About Me, artist - Sal Houdini. Date of issue: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
About Me |
| Taliban |
| Taliban |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah |
| If we on a drive then we slide on they block |
| See me outside if you really want to talk |
| I just bought the 9 and we really want to talk |
| You been out of line and we really tryin' to pop |
| Said you with the shits and we really want the smoke |
| Said you only kiddin' I don’t really get the joke |
| My dog he don’t listen I can’t really talk to bro |
| He’s just here for one thing and that’s steppin' on your throat |
| We can’t even rob you and your mans 'cause you’re all broke |
| Why the fuck they always out to get me? |
| Act like I can’t touch 'em 'less they let me |
| Girl, I make 'em think they shouldn’t sweat me |
| But why they fuck they tryin' to upset me? |
| Girl, they talk a lot but never met me |
| Why they talk a lot but never met me? |
| They think I need someone to protect me |
| I’m always on the watch like Patek Phillipe |
| They talk a lot about me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| Nothin' about me |
| People tryin' to use me can’t do nothin' without me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothing about me |
| Yeah, yeah |
| If I need to slide then I slide with the bros |
| Pull up then I hop outside from the Rolls |
| Just incase you die I’m outside with a rose |
| Blood don’t mean a thing on this side it could flow |
| Right down to the floor we gon' drop the bodies |
| Got Morrocans and I got Somalis |
| Found a heart it ain’t mine it’s somebody’s |
| She said are you sure I said «yes wallahi» |
| Never catch me slippin' not even in my sleep |
| Why the fuck they always out to get me? |
| Act like I can’t touch 'em 'less they let me |
| Girl, I make 'em think they shouldn’t sweat me |
| But why they fuck they tryin' to upset me? |
| Girl, they talk a lot but never met me |
| Why they talk a lot but never met me? |
| They think I need someone to protect me |
| I’m always on the watch like Patek Phillipe |
| They talk a lot about me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| Nothin' about me |
| People tryin' to use me can’t do nothin' without me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothing about me |
| You know them dirty motherfuckers that be throwin' 'round the word family like |
| it means somethin' special |
| You can talk to me when you get at my level |
| Worked for everythin' myself without the devil |
| I got family that lives couple blocks away and needs to visit and another |
| that’s 120 miles |
| He talks behind my back but always gives me smiles |
| I always bless 'em in return they give me knives in my back |
| And my boy says he loves me but it’s timing that he lacks |
| If I really think about it I’m alone and it’s a fact |
| All the money that I lended and the time I want it back |
| Time is really slippin' out of my hands |
| I got bad people pickin' out of my hands |
| They don’t want to give me flowers until I end |
| I tell these people to their face they’re not my friends |
| So they go and talk a lot about me |
| They talk a lot about me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothin' about me |
| Nothin' about me |
| People tryin' to use me can’t do nothin' without me |
| The ones I used to know used to doubt me |
| But they don’t know nothing about me |