Talented - Skooly
Lyrics by：Kazarion Fowler/Jabari Clement
His name is Jabari
Straight up outta the alley
Straight up outta the alley
Working for paper cuts
Monday through Sunday
We at it
The money be giving me callous
High fashionist
Top ten I'm talented
Up on the sky I'm fly got dammit
Even my nice s**t mannish
Hot nigga when I'm cold
So when it's freezing I can manage
When the heat on I don't panic nigga
Got them ******** in they panties
I like light skin baddies
They can't stand me I ain't average
Can't comp are me to nobody
I really never really had it
This money got me up and at it
Long way from making pallets
On the floor
I'm from the floor
I'm tired of hoping not having
A couple characters gon' fold on this
Yello brick road
Just keep your soul dog
Don't lose total control
Just do your thang
Don't let no one know
Nobody knows
I counted some s**t
Last night with blow
I don't think nobody close
Keep that on the low
Just keep it I double o
I don't think nobody slow
But we got dough
But I don't think nobody know
Designer my s**t to the floor
Kicking the most
They know I'm drpping of course
They know I'm crippin' in court
Forgiato b***h got bad body
Wrapped the maserati
Look like I dipped in the fork
I pit your b***h in dior
Straight up outta the alley
Working for paper cuts
Monday through Sunday
We at it
The money be giving me callous
High fashionist
Top ten I'm talented
Up on the sky I'm fly got dammit
Even my nice s**t mannish
fly nigga heart cold
They gon know it when I meet em
Never did what I wad told
They gon' know that I don't need em
I'm desinin' in my sneakers
Iced out my features
I spoil my mama
If I got it she need it
My sister
her daughter
lifestyle my peopple
I'mma go get am
I'mma show em how it feels
I'mma show em what it is
I'mma show you how to give
Mc hammer dog
You can't touch this s**t
Straight up outta the alley
Working for paper cuts
Monday through Sunday
We at it
The money be giving me callous
High fashionist
Top ten I'm talented
Up on the sky I'm fly got dammit
Even my nice s**t mannish
