Eat Lyrics

Yeah man I did it myself

I could have asked these niggas out

But I'm too ok myself

I could have hit you Up for help

But I'm too proud of myself

And this pride is hard to swallow like a bone in your neck

So when I walk around the trap I stick the mac in my belt

Nobody come in my way

Or else its bye to your face

Just bring the hatred out so I know all my haters are straight

I got your girl in my place

A lot of ass in my face

I've just been mixing up the coffee with the cough cyrup

You know that its a lot of work

Ain't easy getting high and still be writing songs

I write these songs a lot

I want this guap a lot

Your girl she geek alot

But she aint smoking purp

I got this purple drank

A lot of it is all in system

Bro I ain't dependent

And I'm too legit to quiting

I'm just smoking the mary

Like a reverend I'm preaching

Like a sermon I'm talking

I'll be talking the real shit

You'll be spitting the bullshit

Talking lucy like uzi

Fuck it I'm back on my own shit

I run the street like I own it

Making money like magic

Flipping money like pages

Man I gotta go get it

You know I'm real psycho gat it

Damn

I'm really good on my own

Don't wanna hear somebody made me

Man I'm making my own

I make this money alone

I eat this money alone

Man fuck it if I die

Imma die on my own

Damn

I'm really

I'm really into this shit

Don't give a fuck about the fame man

I just want all the bricks

Always saying my mind

I'm never saying a lie

I'm Nigerian and green white green is all in my flag

Man I think I'm on fire

Spitting flames like I'm satan

I ain't fucking with satan

Man the lord is my witness

I'll be saying my prayers

Then I preach like a prophet

Man you know these niggas lame

The just talk like they got it

Man I'm lit like a furnace

What the fuck is she talking

Man fuck all of these hoes

They ain't making you money

I know I ain't broke but I ain't really rich like I want it

I made extra curriculum just to get to this money

Man I'm done with these bitches

Man it's back to this money

Man I'm counting the figures

Man it's fuck all these hunnets

If I fuck no bitch I rather masturbate with this money

Man I'm cumin on digits

Fucking up all these commas

My shit white like cocaine

Spoil your brain like procaine

Man I'm taking them trips

Rolling up nicotine

Some people say I'm insane

I tell them we ain't the same

Just keep my mind focused and I'll be like fuck what they saying

I ain't really same I got a lot that I should be saying

I keep it on a low cause I don't really trust none these niggas

Only chick I trusted now she feeling big on a nigga

Damn I need me a pillow I'm getting bored of these niggas

I had to channel out my anger

Release it straight on this beat

I'm tired of these wack rappers thinking they got the shit

These rappers make me really bored

Man I need me a sheet

I need to put my ass to sleep and make my money in peace

I rather love a hater than a friend pretending he real

Fuck all these fake Niggas man I need to go out and eat

God showed me my vision so I'm just putting in work

To make it real boy

I need to put in my all

Man

Its that kinging at a young age shit

I let a nigga testify we call that kaaya shit

And why your chick she out here talking she don't do no shit

I might just make her fuck a nigga for an iPhone 6

The way I wipe my haters out its like a shit in my ass

But these haters keep flying back like a new boomerang

I swear The bitches keep calling

But my phone never rang

I ain't thinking about no love I'm just high on this drank

My eyes are always falling like the London bridge

Pull up in Mercedes looking like I got the shit

These niggas talk about Lexus I'm thinking Lamborghini

These niggas thinking small me am always thinking big

And when I tell them about my dreams, man they just laugh at it

They just look me in the face and say I ain't half of it

I know I ain't half of it but damn I gotta target it

Its a dream fam bro you better live with it

I drop a lot of lines it's looking like a document

I put in so much work its looking like a monument

The way I'm flipping paper look like I've been flipping pages

Man I love all my haters shit they really made me

And I just fucked a girl named blessing boy I feel blessed

Them haters never wanna see me in a new benz

Popping shit all night feel like my birthday

And every other night man we be popping champagne

Man I ain't trynna diss anybody man I'm just saying what's on my mind

I no dey try beef anybody man I just dey talk wetin dey my mind