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Table Manners
by Landalin
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I been workin' with the craft so fuck hobby lobby
I'm thinking different even though some people say they got me
But oh shit, here we go again with the status quo
I just update a status, no reaction for the static flow
And I been off the Richter Scale, swear I'm making moves
Swear y'all could feel the ground shaking when I slay the booth
I started by that LakeView, up in Savage Block
I was Topsider at the time, I thought I had it locked
But it's still all love at the end of the day
I just had to find that inner strength, I'm paving my way
I guess I had to get my hands dirty molding the clay
And then I went 'n' flipped some J's just so the rent is paid
I know fellas with no pull still pushing weight
Somehow they pockets getting shallow at the dinner plate
And I know my heart is made of gold so I just let 'em eat
But I just hope they understand when I don't take a seat
You better keep your elbows off my table
Bitch I'm Cain and Abel
That shit fax, no fable
I'm attacking every angle, leave they body looking mangled
They wonder why I'm tripping over table manners
Can't stand it, can't stand it
We gone break they shit off if they coming underhanded
This gone be my only warning, hope you understand it
Better mind your manners
'Cause I've been broke, still I find a way to set the table
The shit ironic how a little cane can kill the able
Tripping over lines, cut the cable on 'em
They be skipping instrumentals like I'm spinning fables on 'em
Got no manners, now I'm 'bout to flip the tables on 'em
The shit sticky when them labels put the maple on 'em
A short stack, they be throwing these rap acts, but sure fact
You lucky if you seeing half of that
So I'm busy tryna build my shit, on my independent tip
Frito Lay I got the chip, on my shoulder then I dip
Guacamole in the spliff, and all the homies taking hits
Slinging out the hard copies, bars climbing like a Clif
So you can say whatever if you on that petty shit
Then Imma side-step ya on my Lionel Messi shit
Still I'm just tryna set a standard, they don't take it though
You better learn ya table manners when i make it though
You better keep your elbows off my table
Bitch I'm Cain and Abel
That shit fax, no fable
I'm attacking every angle, leave they body looking mangled
They wonder why I'm tripping over table manners
Can't stand it, can't stand it
We gone break they shit off if they coming underhanded
This gone be my only warning, hope you understand it
Better mind your manners
Better mind ya, better mind ya
Better mind ya table manners
Better mind ya, better mind ya
Keep ya elbows off my table bitch
I been workin' with the craft so fuck hobby lobby
I'm thinking different even though some people say they got me
But oh shit, here we go again with the status quo
I just update a status, no reaction for the static flow
And I been off the Richter Scale, swear I'm making moves
Swear y'all could feel the ground shaking when I slay the booth
I started by that LakeView, up in Savage Block
I was Topsider at the time, I thought I had it locked
But it's still all love at the end of the day
I just had to find that inner strength, I'm paving my way
I guess I had to get my hands dirty molding the clay
And then I went 'n' flipped some J's just so the rent is paid
I know fellas with no pull still pushing weight
Somehow they pockets getting shallow at the dinner plate
And I know my heart is made of gold so I just let 'em eat
But I just hope they understand when I don't take a seat
You better keep your elbows off my table
Bitch I'm Cain and Abel
That shit fax, no fable
I'm attacking every angle, leave they body looking mangled
They wonder why I'm tripping over table manners
Can't stand it, can't stand it
We gone break they shit off if they coming underhanded
This gone be my only warning, hope you understand it
Better mind your manners
'Cause I've been broke, still I find a way to set the table
The shit ironic how a little cane can kill the able
Tripping over lines, cut the cable on 'em
They be skipping instrumentals like I'm spinning fables on 'em
Got no manners, now I'm 'bout to flip the tables on 'em
The shit sticky when them labels put the maple on 'em
A short stack, they be throwing these rap acts, but sure fact
You lucky if you seeing half of that
So I'm busy tryna build my shit, on my independent tip
Frito Lay I got the chip, on my shoulder then I dip
Guacamole in the spliff, and all the homies taking hits
Slinging out the hard copies, bars climbing like a Clif
So you can say whatever if you on that petty shit
Then Imma side-step ya on my Lionel Messi shit
Still I'm just tryna set a standard, they don't take it though
You better learn ya table manners when i make it though
You better keep your elbows off my table
Bitch I'm Cain and Abel
That shit fax, no fable
I'm attacking every angle, leave they body looking mangled
They wonder why I'm tripping over table manners
Can't stand it, can't stand it
We gone break they shit off if they coming underhanded
This gone be my only warning, hope you understand it
Better mind your manners
Better mind ya, better mind ya
Better mind ya table manners
Better mind ya, better mind ya
Keep ya elbows off my table bitch
