Hodgy - Talk It Out lyrics

[Hodgy - Talk It Out lyrics]

Call me if you got a problem
You could call me if you got a problem
Call me if you got a problem
You could call me if you got a problem

You could call me if you got a problem
Oh you faithful, oh you grateful
You could call me if you got a problem
What we gon' do, what we gon' do
What we gon' do
We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out
(Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out
Talk it out)
If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah)
I'll walk through it with you
I'll go through it with you
We gon' talk it out

I heard you're struggling close but
Such a long yard
When you're bagging groceries at


Barnes & Long John's
You're bagging Lucky Charms
Luck ran away, your charm's gone
Self-incrimination, self hatred
You tell yourself you can't make it
You're deflated, the harm's done
You need patience running away
To San Diego karma
Destined for greatness, don't be mistaken
Cause if you miss while you're swinging
Somebody else'll take it
Hit it then run the bases on a daily basis
Straight to first base, second, third
Home plate it
Just call me when you need some motivation
It's motivating to me
That's my motive ain't it
I got my umbrella God
I know it's close to raining
You see me falling off sometimes when
I'm supposed to be training supposed to be
When I'm supposed to be training
You see me falling off
I'll call on God and I'll explain it

You could call me if you got a problem
Oh you faithful, oh you grateful
You could call me if you got a problem
What we gon' do, what we gon' do
What we gon' do
We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out
(Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out
Talk it out)
If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah)
I'll walk through it with you
I'll go through it with you
We gon' talk it out

You just lost your best friend
They just went to heaven
Got caught in a dead end, ran into a dead end
Married to the M-O-B
They ain't show up to your wedding
All that bullshit you said went
Took your hood credit, your chain
And your weapon
You still rocking your bandana, ain't you
You running them streets by yourself
Ain't you you think you invincible cause
How niggas raised you
And by the night if they
Don't catch you, be grateful
They plot to paint you
Your girlfriend's worried bout you
She call you like every thirty minutes
Knowing you doing dirt digging holes and
You might be buried in it
Rather be a man than stand your ground
And say you served and timid
That's what matters the most
They approach you with the toast and finish
Rest in peace on the streets, it's a rivalry
When I die get high for me, man please
Don't cry for me
I don't see a future down the street
Is all that I can see
They pulling up in their whip for revenge
No apologies

You could call me if you got a problem
Oh you faithful, oh you grateful
You could call me if you got a problem
What we gon' do, what we gon' do
What we gon' do
We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out
(Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out
Talk it out)
If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah)
I'll walk through it with you
I'll go through it with you
We gon' talk it out

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