Poor Excuse

Papi be whippin' the pot Papi be whippin' the pot I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I think I might've missed my chance to blow 'Cause I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove These rappers gettin' 50 grand a show But me I'm whippin' 50 on the stove All of this cheffin' is fuckin' my wrist up But I got a lot of shit I gotta whip up I'm puttin' this loud in the leaf when I twist up And puttin' my pain in the pot when I mix up Yeah I'm an artist but I gotta get it regardless Gotta feed both of my daughters that's why I'm whippin this water because I hear that money callin' F*ck all the ballin' f*ck all the bitches and foreigns I need somethin' for insurance For bail and a lawyer run up Boy I got the Sauer Trust me I got something for ya them Angels'll call ya I remember wantin' to be a star then I got in trouble with the law Dreamt about it sleepin' on my cot and then I thought about it when I spun the yard Came home I was a different man I ain't wanna hit the block no more Graduated from them pounds of weed and now I'm whippin' pots and traffickin' the hard Think about it and I get the chills how I would miss a meal to get them Infamils Now I keep the 'frigerator filled water whippin' really pay the bills Made a livin' sellin' pipe dreams and I made a killin' on the night scene I would move the work and hit the pike clean then I'm in the kitchen with them white things Like Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I think I might've missed my chance to blow 'Cause I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove These rappers gettin' 50 grand a show But me I'm whippin' 50 on the stove Countin' these hundreds are fuckin' my thumbs up But stop watchin' me pussy boy get your funds up I got hundreds of bullets for whoever runs up Cinnamon roll double drum when the guns up Yeah I'm a target but I gotta corner the market Everything come back it's flawless all of my diamonds are flawless all my niggas livin' lawless I'm just being honest and the blicky's always on us for the mixy and informants You can't be too cautious they don't wanna see him flossin' Wanna see him in a coffin but y'all ain't gon' off him! Can't forget about the broke days that's the reason why I break night In the kitchen and I'm water whippin' give a fiend a piece and watch him take flight Table full of plates and razor blades countin' Money runner makin' plays Bitch'll run off with a couple hundred leave him in the trap and make him wait for days Ain't no tellin' nigga not a sound or they'll find your body somewhere out of town Gunna got a quarter uncle got a pond 'cause you only solid if you hold it down Made a livin' sellin' pipe dreams and I made a killin' on the night scene I would move the work and hit the Pike clean then I'm in the kitchen with them white things Like Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I think I might've missed my chance to blow 'Cause I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove I be whippin' chickens on the stove These rappers gettin' 50 grand a show But me I'm whippin' 50 on the stove