BUFFET

Every day I pray black kids be who they want to be But woe is me I add poetry to a beat But with society we'll liably die in the streets We gotta get it out the mud, rain, hail, or sleet I look up in the mirror Yell who the hell is you? You lying in them raps You know that shit ain't cool You know that shit is wack Shallow like kiddie pools My fam from the south This music soul food I made some shit that slap Some shit that's sad With a couple loops Now all these girlies wanna pop that pop that Uncle Lu I gave em 32 Now they want 30 more Sometimes I'm offbeat nigga I rap in 7/4 I'm bout to go to war Fight for my right to live No job just my wifey and a couple kids I do not dream of work I'm working for my dreams I want 3 coke E30's That's whipping triple beams I got a little money But it ain't what it seems Been acting kinda funny Had nights without a dream Can't see who's on the team Who really f*ck with me? And I got anger issues So this my therapy These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat Crabs in a barrel They try to tear you down Then they gon' get mad When you don't come around Now look how do that sound? These niggas lost I'm found But I'm still showing love When I step into town Used to take AP classes to cop Audemars I want liq and shady glasses, drivers in my car I would give you backstage passes if I make it far You know I always gotta shine I was born a star Woke up feeling great I gotta count my blessings Maybe one day I'll figure out how to learn these lessons But now I'm busy stressing Over the minor things Like some gold rings And mornings filled up with Cuban links I've had big dreams Since I was little thing Used to want to ball Now I just rap and sing Roll with Zack, Elijah, John them Orlando Kings Nigga we want it all We bout to make it gleam I turn my I's to we's Because we all we got Next year we upping fees For when we hit the top Shit I might break my lease I'm getting renter's block And this my movement baby This shit will never stop Hol' on wait I smoke, drink Drink in cups Roll up blunts Hol' on wait I smoke, drink Drink in cups Roll up blunts These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat These niggas think it's zero-sum, but we can all eat Hol' on wait I smoke, drink Drink in cups Roll up blunts Hol' on wait I smoke, drink Drink in cups Roll up blunts