Food Stamps
Gizmo the City
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We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese Dope boy hustle, graduated to the plug F*ck everybody else, aye, this one for my blood, I ain't checkin' for no hoes, I ain't flexin' for no feature, Bitch my name rang bells, Gizmo buzzin like a beeper I gotta get it, ain't no secret You got pussy on your feet, man, pussy footing I know your bitch mad cause she ain't eating Niggas hangry, need a snicker, don't blame me because I'm richer I'm just iller, I'm just sicker, you look tired, need a pillow Pull up, pull up, I can show you motivation, uh When I pull up, I be lookin' for a payment, uh If you ain't gettin' money, then you probably hating If you give up on your stuff, then you look in the mirror, hating Yeah, yeah, it's a lowdown dirty game, you a lowdown dirty shame I just came in for the change, Cog cog cognac for my drank I'm Kanye on the beat, I'm Nipsey in the streets I'm Jay-Z on my team, we eatin' everythang We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese I don't even carry my phone, so you can't call me phony I don't even answer my phone, unless it say this money And you can't get too mad if you ain't got no money And if you ain't got that bag, then you ain't got none for me, ayy High steppin' to the bag like a drum major Tip toe and pass the cribs, look at the sleepin' babies, wake up They still stuckin' on they thumbs, I'm sippin' bubbly, baby They still gettin' class, baby, I done graduated Tell me what's the prize, tell me what'll getchu right Tell me, do you want this life or do you want the fame and ice Tell me, are you livin' right, are you sleepin' good at night Tell me, why your bitch left, is your money right I'm like a rat for the cheese, I need bread and the crumbs I'm just tryna count this paper till my fingers get numb I need to spread like a buffet, steak and fish on my lunch break F*ck a check to a payday, I need cake like my bday Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese We tryna eat like we got food stamps Put some food on the table, feed the whole fam You lookin' sick cause you lazy, you don't grind, you don't eat I don't move unless you pay me, don't want no mac in my cheese IT'S, Smash
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