Song: Food
Year: 2020
Viewed: 39 - Published at: 4 years ago

Rather me than you
I know im that nigga man listen for the proof
Graduated college and got addicted to the truth
Been at war with myself and it may never be a truce
Too much water can bread disaster for your roots
But too much honor might leave you splattered on ya stoop
No platters just some thoughts a nigga gathered in the booth
Now the menu like might need a salad or a soup
A side gig the prime rib ain't balancing for you
Some new paths but ill still been managing with kouth
Been banning each excuse
Been deep in the trenches nigga im standing with the troops
Therе ain't nothing left to do
Locked in man you know i got my scope on thе stars
Get on beats close my phone and then i open my scars
Ain't no holidays when u tryna go out ya way
But i wanna smell my flowers wanna open my cards
Copings a start but a hard one
Feeding my ego like in the past i had to starve some
Always needed space til i finally got my apartment
Raw papers burning im ashing into the carpet really feeling like garbage
Living nightmare but convinced it was a dream
Shit felt like lightyears to get adjusted to the scene
Never said but some people been depending on me
While im tryna be somebody that I've never even seen
Felt that i was chasing a ghost
Was getting spooky
Fuck it though im here for the battle and not to tease
I needed to breathe i had to step away from loose leaf
My heart won't even lettuce continue to get the blue cheese
Now i can't afford just to sit around taking orders
Or waiting tables and boarders
Waiting for the shoe to drop
They always making Jordans
Id rather push it forward make every movement important
Was going back and then ford Dashing on morse i just want my hands on some money
A chance with some money id fall and try to land with some money
Just moving wit no goal like someone planning it for me
Wasn't til i stopped chasing then I ran into money
Offline man i had to stop following shit
My momma was sick
My dad work 24 hours and shit
My dog can't sleep at night he gotta coddle a blick
You think i really got the time and sit while hours will tick
Tick... drift...wither away
Get in the way
Some people see you shining and rather sit in the shade
Blocked me but i know she'll be back ill give a day
On twitter seeking attention sending me strays
Aw man why does it happen so often
I know when i meet a girl im just losing one more fan
Thinking they’ll be interludes
Im just trying to see if im into you
Or pretending to and if i wanna continue to
Bridge not burned but i ain't crossed again
Looking for my next move you prolly got lost again
Pandemic showed me i can't be employed again
End of the road know it seperate the Boys from men
A choice ill make when i find out how to fill that void again
I used to think the best way was playing coy and shit
Putting off today tomorrow to avoid the shit
But its time to show you niggas how to hoist the chip listen
Never gone be satisfied wit coo
Buy some land and i wanna lake man fuck a pool
Doing it for them ain't never did it for you
Lot up on ya plate when you really feel like the food

( AyelookitsBRADY )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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