This is a song about "Money speaking"

Speaking your name with every lap finished

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The struggle for the rhyme is real realistically speaking rhymes can kill.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

Oh my apologies i was just speaking sarcastically

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

A young wack herald, speaking the truth

The nigga y'all been sleeping on, wake up now, speaking tongues

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Speaking in adverbs, sleepily drinking it haphazard