Food Stamps

I said ain't no more upcoming shit I had to jump in line
 Niggas could've been held me up they did otherwise
 Don't know what its like where I'm from let me summarize
 Niggas got shot bitches got fucked it was summertime
 St. Luke's shit
 Upton but I still press a nigga like I'm down nine
 Everybody round me gotta work can't no clowns ride
 When you out here tryna come up ain't no down time
 Ima young king girl address me as such
 Call me ya highness or ya majesty and sexy as fuck
 She said you gotta lil change now you changing up
 I said nah girl I was the same and had nearly as much
 I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail?
 I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale
 And my girl won't leave me alone bout these lou and chanelle
 And every time I drop its the new jam for real
 If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand
 Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand
 Fuck talking lets do it like man you understand
 I hit it once and I can do it again you understand
 Seen my homegirl from college we don't speak like we used to
 She was like 4'11" that was my little boo boo
 You can hit it doggy style look like a pit on a poodle
 We'd fuck fall asleep wake up eat ramen noodles
 All of my niggas is cuckoo I mean they all gotta screw loose
 And they all draw weapons I mean they all like to doodle
 Couple rappers hating on me but all of em doo doo
 And I'm the realest nigga ever nigga I'm Shaka Zulu
 Goddamn babygirl I ain't talked to you in so long
 Almost ain't recognize ya ass with ya clothes on
 She said now you Hollywood you don't answer no phones
 She said now you big time I said get ya roll on
 That's one thing about me you know I hold shit down
 Seeing me fucked up's like seeing a goldfish drown
 Get ya crew wet up get ya ho dicked down
 Bitches throw pussy at me like I know Chris Brown
 Stop telling bitches that you know me please
 Stop telling niggas that we homies please
 Cos I was in the hoopty by my lonely please
 If you ain't cool with 40 you don't know me
 I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail?
 I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale
 And my girl won't leave me alone bout these lous and chanelle
 And every time I drop a song it's the new jam for real
 If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand
 Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand
 Fuck talking lets do it like man you understand
 I hit it once and I can do it again you understand
 I'm the hot boy the hot boy on fire
 I done turned nothing into something like McGyver
 A lot of niggas tried us and felt like dyers
 The party's gonna be poppin if papa's on the flyer
 Shorty with the bubble getting me in trouble
 She walked up to me said papa boy I love you
 She said are you single? I said nah bitch I'm double
 She said you a clown I said I just like to juggle
 I'm just tryna rap now I ain't tryna sell
 I keep it a buck like a hundred dollar bill
 I was drinking Hennesey now I'm drunk behind the wheel
 Will a nigga ever change? I guess only time will tell
 I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail?
 I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale
 And my girl won't leave me alone bout these lous and chanelle
 Every time I drop a song its the new jam for real
 If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand
 Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand
 Fuck talking let's do it like man you understand
 I hit it once then I can do it again you understand