And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean
All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen
The look of no hope on my niggas' faces
Cause baby i got u and u know this
Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters
It's nuts, how does he got such an appetite for food rappers
I hit your block and we can box for fun
U got 1000 enemies i got none
I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
My whip is new but i'm playin' old school
Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool
Carol city or was it the west
They have no food, and they sleep on the cement
With no food in your tummy and nobody to lend you a loan
But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home
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