muGz - Good Enough/Barbershop Talk lyrics

rate me

This is that shit that they wanna hear me on

But they don’t hear me on

Transform and switching like I’m Megatron

Anytime you’re out of town

We seem to get along

I’m getting it wrong

Surprised to see me with the same soldiers for the jump

They saw you last week

Heard you sent a jealous one

Shit we finished what we started

And the damage is really done

And now let’s talk about them other girls

Who are ahead of them

And really who their mother ,girls

Tell me where they from?

When I went to Calli nigga

It was only sun

And poppa going crazy where is at his only son?

Then he told me that he loved me

But I know the niggaz does

Just get the message through my momma

So I guess it’s god enough

And tell me to be strong

And now my skin is thick enough

That’s why every time we fuck

I might get a little rough

Must not be good enough

Must not be good enough

I’m still the idiot

Must not be good enough

Must not be good enough

And I still believe in her

But must not be good enough

So what are they talkin’?

What are they talkin’ hoe?

Catching flows right in the condo

Texting hoes whenever my mind slows

Discussing over bottles of Menage

Puffing by the garage like where did the time go?

21 with a baby, that your business

All the babies having babies

Where they parents?

What's the difference we ain't livin' any different

Pointing fingers ‘til she hit you with that message

Think she pregnant

Learned my lesson , took a minute but I got it

Pussy is good but it’s better when they got you

Women hating that you’re living great

Go and hate without it just in case it’s in my wallet

What you wanna do though?

Niggaz hate to know we’re cool so

Listen I ain’t finished fucking school so

Couple of my pears got graduated

And in a night in public

They telling me I made it

Must not be good enough

Must not be good enough

I’m still the idiot

Must not be good enough

Must not be good enough

And I still believe in her

But must not be good enough

So what are they talkin’?

What are they talkin’ hoe?

I’ve seen the signs

But I never paid attention

I think I missed the exit

You’re in bed early but my thoughts take it offensively

Guess I was wrong about a couple of people

So nigga tell me about it some couple of people

I’m the type that she has to feel it before she see it

It’s not about you but I just know better

My city is filled with gossip queen dressed for cold weather

Fly together but fuck it I got my own feathers

Back at the gym dog I’m just trying to get my tempo

And raise the bar up

So the niggaz play limbo

And straight away from the most shit I hear

I’m poppin’ pills every 4 hours

I feel it working

So disturbing when they can point the flows right at your circle

It’s a little hurtful but only for like a day or two

That’s barbershop talk

Barbershop talk

They ask me how I figure

Guess it’s the season my niggaz are barely seen

So they think I’m moving funny

I’m sorry I can’t shake the feeling

I should have listened when they were saying you was odd

Pussy is pussy nigga

All that envy in the system makes you go for the diet

When you’re supposed to be quiet

That’s the reason why my moves are on private

The nigga is keeping for himself

I should probably do the same

And laugh