The Food

Runnin my game I been pushing it back Tryna get money this sack Lookin funny at my bag Need some cash Don't touch the stash Rubbin and scratching I'm itching my palms We gone wop it out I'm pickin my rash Tryna claim I can be something Stay writing these verses Like god got my back We gone speak bluntly to match I burnt a hole in my robe Feel like a hole in my gut Talkin to all my dead ghosts I been holding up my hopes I been reppin up my dreams Throwing my hands in these schemes Don't ever chatter my ends Or it's done before We begin Its Gun to my head, if you knew where I been Jammin my soul like a rock I hid in of my coat To go get some ice c.r.e.a.m. That sweet cookie dough Just One Scoop can't get greedy tho Swear I Gave everything short of my soul So you know my soul packing her bags And she ready to go So I'm Catching a ride from my soldier How you entitled to closure Must be hitting that mojo Only did what I'm supposed to Used to call my name Like I'm always on the way But you never reciprocate To this day But I still gotta get the Cash on the table Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the stove Keep the burner close With food for the road We still the same Life was classic felt like Casanova How you love me with these hidden motives Cant let your blows up and push me over Double back, past taught me to stay cautious Fatima warned me bout losing focus Nah you ain't love me You ain't thuggin for me You was makin moves tryna get over I was your mark I was coolin on the north Stay collected don't fall apart You shootin shots like Tony stark What a marvel cannon aimed at my heart Went to battle for the story told Ain't a Disney tale that's Any way Make a scene cause you just wanna play Ran the lines like you coach 23 All the dreams they told me I can't make Im creating whiles they sleep I stay wake I was zoning in my room all alone like my life was at stake I can't take me no break Gotta show what's inside Gotta give what I take I was your soldier I'm keeping it loaded Beams got you surprised point which way you should go Go me outside get my cigarette rolled Fixed you a plate full of food Make sure you eat till your belly full show Hope you don't fall for the rigamarole All they malarkey One day you gone those new car keys Follow the road You'll know which way to go If you follow your heartbeat Got my baby like a car seat She believe we gone eat Cash on the table Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the Put the food on the stove Keep the burner close With food for the road