East coast, still them w's just raised up for real
Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal
Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,
But i was more self concerned with the broads in life
Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class
"you are my slave now, cook me up a fucking meal." (hahaha) *evil laugh*
Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear
I went out , got some meal
And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,
I'm gon remember her, but still
Call this shit the meal kill
All the hoes kneel beggin for their next meal
I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here
Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
Even though i never said i was real i steal for a dollar meal
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