This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute
Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food
Banging out niggas with attitude
Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.
Worked hard so the fridge always had food
But rather than singing non praise the dude
And junk food that's been feeding me.
High heel wearer, hell of a body
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.
Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food
Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute
Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper
Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter
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