SOLID SNAKE

[Intro] Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Yeah [Verse] Where the fuck the waitress is? I need to-go boxes How much I paid for this shit? Yeah, the money good, don't mean go 'head and waste this shit, uh Who the fuck raised y'all bitches? Yeah, we talk, don't talk my face off, my patience is thin You know what they say 'bout skinny East African niggas When you shake our hands, y'all should count y'all fingers We love killin' each other, we can't trust our siblings He gettin' shot by niggas that grew up with us He changed his name, Abdul in prison, but grew up Christian And Mo, I thought I grew up different But when I grew up, I learned we had a similar illness But how it shows up? Just a little bit different Some people like drugs, some people seek attention I sought drugs, I got a purple addiction That cup to me feel like my mother's affection Nigga, I wake up in the morning, start my day with a cup I'm out at late, It's a three hour difference, hit my mup I'm out the way for the money The green room like P. Stone, got J's in abundance Pray for peace, I keep a piece, but I'm the pres', I press the buttons The press, don't tell 'em nothin' 'cause— What's your talent? Bein' nosy than a motherfucker I'm out in Cali, straight cosy than a motherfucker Last name Kassa, turn a coney 'bout some more My Uncle Joni ain't see forty, but she lived for forty more So many killers come before me, I'ma keep this shit goin' Fifty page passport, my shit important I wasted too much good game on her, that bitch borin'