Boss Appetite

Steak and cigar type of night
Boss Appetite
Imma keep goin up
And that includes the price
She can't have my time if I don't think she a wife
Classy that's my type
Boss appetite

In that long sleeve I got Moe Ray with me
Love in my city but that comes with the envy
.45 with me can't have grandma miss me
Work too hard to fuck it off yea I feel like Tee Grizzley
Pops left the world early had to teach myself
Saw him in a casket that shit made a savage
Gotta watch ya back this shit get cold
I seen bros turn to foes and that's why I always keep the heater close
They sleeping on me K
Fuck 'em to they face
Fuck ya validation
I'm who validate me
Big biz conversions
We at two different tables
Getting to the paper
Ur World that's the label

Steak and cigar type of night
Boss Appetite
Imma keep goin up
And that includes the price
She can't have my time if I don't think she a wife
Classy that's my type
Boss appetite

I'm picky I get what I want
I move like Nike just do it fuck the talk
If it all fall it's my fault
Fuck excuses that shit for losers
They used to call me crazy
Now they congratulate me
I took no shortcuts so no one can say they made me
My mood on fuck you pay me
Don't care bout what they say me
They thought that they could play me
Till I caught em playin me
I can't half ass I go all in
I feel electric in my veins when those drums hit
I don't feel pressure I apply it
No more mcchickens
Only big dinners

Steak and cigar type of night
Boss Appetite
Imma keep goin up
And that includes the price
She can't have my time if I don't think she a wife
Classy that's my type
Boss appetite



Credits
Writer(s): Ahmad Sharif
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