Eat
What is you eating?
Aye, I don't see no opponents, aye
Hmm, yeah
Gang been causing commotion, aye
Moving forward, that's the motion aye, nah
Yeah, moving forward, gotta focus, aye
Bitch, uh
I don't see no opponents, aye
Really, I ain't even tryna stunt
How I'ma oppose you, I don't even know you
I'ma just keep moving forward, gotta focus
Know all the hate gone swarm, fuck locusts
Lately I been feeling it coming in all forms
So don't be surprised when it's ghost shit
Man, I'm on some goat shit
Stay off za, so I'm floating
Way above all of the hoe shit
And you don't even know shit
This shit for way more than coping and keeping me out my emotions
'Member back in summer '17, on some me, Li Li, & Tro shit
And what you be blowing the atrocious
Bad lil thang on my side, and she gorgeous
I give her way more than emojis
And she be out the way, you probably wouldn't know her
Even if you was being nosy
I bet niggas just wanna get me out the way
'Cause they know they can't hold me
Like I was Kobe, close out on me, I'll expose you
I hope you enjoy the exposure
I don't know why ain't no one let 'em know I'ma closer
I had to wake him up, he might need him some Folgers
Still lazy as fuck, I don't wanna hold her
Yeah, told her don't get close to me, girl, you won't find no closure
Balling for myself, I found the better
I ain't worried about bonds, just check the header
Set off by the bombs with each of my letters
Act soft now, I know that I'm winning
The title been gone, so what you defending?
So what's the move now? It's solely depending on you
I'ma stay living my truth
All of my demons, they ruthless
Gotta watch every step, I'm not clueless
Trip every time, on some bullshit
Ed, Edd, & Edward, we foolish
Lay the children to bed, then we move it
10 in the a.m., they shooting
Smoke me a wood, just to know that they losing
Hopefully ash turn into trees and grow more Niggas get lost in the lines that they pour
Triggers get pulled, and they faces turn sour
Yo hoe wasting my time, and she eating my hours
Take the risk and money chase, you niggas be cowards
Niggas bitches, he got that from his father They say that's enough to eat, don't even bother
Another plate to clear, feeling like Chowder
Aye, I don't see no opponents, aye
Hmm, yeah
Gang been causing commotion, aye
Moving forward, that's the motion aye, nah
Yeah, moving forward, gotta focus, aye
Bitch, uh
I don't see no opponents, aye
Really, I ain't even tryna stunt
How I'ma oppose you, I don't even know you
I'ma just keep moving forward, gotta focus
Know all the hate gone swarm, fuck locusts
Lately I been feeling it coming in all forms
So don't be surprised when it's ghost shit
Man, I'm on some goat shit
Stay off za, so I'm floating
Way above all of the hoe shit
And you don't even know shit
This shit for way more than coping and keeping me out my emotions
'Member back in summer '17, on some me, Li Li, & Tro shit
And what you be blowing the atrocious
Bad lil thang on my side, and she gorgeous
I give her way more than emojis
And she be out the way, you probably wouldn't know her
Even if you was being nosy
I bet niggas just wanna get me out the way
'Cause they know they can't hold me
Like I was Kobe, close out on me, I'll expose you
I hope you enjoy the exposure
I don't know why ain't no one let 'em know I'ma closer
I had to wake him up, he might need him some Folgers
Still lazy as fuck, I don't wanna hold her
Yeah, told her don't get close to me, girl, you won't find no closure
Balling for myself, I found the better
I ain't worried about bonds, just check the header
Set off by the bombs with each of my letters
Act soft now, I know that I'm winning
The title been gone, so what you defending?
So what's the move now? It's solely depending on you
I'ma stay living my truth
All of my demons, they ruthless
Gotta watch every step, I'm not clueless
Trip every time, on some bullshit
Ed, Edd, & Edward, we foolish
Lay the children to bed, then we move it
10 in the a.m., they shooting
Smoke me a wood, just to know that they losing
Hopefully ash turn into trees and grow more Niggas get lost in the lines that they pour
Triggers get pulled, and they faces turn sour
Yo hoe wasting my time, and she eating my hours
Take the risk and money chase, you niggas be cowards
Niggas bitches, he got that from his father They say that's enough to eat, don't even bother
Another plate to clear, feeling like Chowder
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Writer(s): Roy Fields Iii
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