[Intro: Trigga500k]
(OG Drum)
Ayy, when it's time to eat, I fix my own plates
[Chorus: Trigga500k]
Uh, uh
I ain't have to shake no hand that I ain't wanna shake
I ain't have to ride no dick, ain't have to smile in no fuck nigga face
When it's time to eat, I fix my own plates
I ain't finna fall behind no nigga, but 'fore I do, I find my own way
[Verse 1: Trigga500k]
Hey, ain't no picture perfect, but I'm worth it
I got scars in my back, see, you'll think I went through surgery
Done been stabbed so many times, I don't even think a knife can hurt me
Before I ever take the stand, point at my man, come in and perjure him, uh
How the fuck I'm 'posed to trust? I barely trust myself
They claimin' real, but that's a lie, it ain't too many left
Finally thankful and grateful
Ayy, I done found another way to put that food on the table
I been stayin' out the way, shit gettin' major (Shit gettin' major)
Thankin' the Lord that He saved us, lil' bro just got off his papers
No more hard days, I ain't gotta push up on no plays
Never the type to wear no cape, but it's safe to say I saved the day, uh
I'm feelin' good, life's great
I ain't never need no deal, but a deal money gon' help me get you niggas up out the way
Never thought I'd see the sun, I got so used to rain
Really right, so I'm leavin' out the same way I came
Tell 'em crackers free the guys, you know we outside
Uh, ain't goin' back for no nigga, nah, shots fired
And if that nigga ever told, then he not mine
I'm ten toes in the streets like the stop sign
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
It's been a minute since that Glock 9
All these lames, they think I'm rock climbin'
Fuck shinin', blood diamonds, chill, nigga
Even though he lost his appeal, I'm still with him
Uh, that boy finally made it back home, look at that smile
Soon as the jet land, bitch, it's goin' down
Palm State League, what's up? Tell 'em I'm good
Gotta make it back to the hood
Ayy, I wish a nigga would run up with the pay
Future lookin' bright, still ridin' 'round with a Drac'
Sippin' on the pint, trunk full of 'bows
Pushin' up every time, playin' niggas like hoes
Remember when l was gone, how many letters did I get?
'Member when I was broke, how many calls from a bitch?
Seein' my dog switch really hurt me
Gotta keep pushin' on it, this a thirteen
If steppin' was a sport, nigga, then I'm first team
Fresh up off the porch, we was tryna bend somethin'
I wish gems on you, dog 'til you get somethin'
[Chorus: Trigga500k]
Uh, uh
I ain't have to shake no hand that I ain't wanna shake
I ain't have to ride no dick, ain't have to smile in no fuck nigga face
When it's time to eat, I fix my own plates
I ain't finna fall behind no nigga, but 'fore I do, I find my own way
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