Feed the Family

I'm just tryna feed the family All this money don't mean a thing to me You was my homie but you changed on me Why all these bitches tryna play with me? I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline Imma check up on you when it's halftime Niggas turned on me for the last time Why the fuck you out here hating in the background? I gotta watch out for these snakes that's laying in the grass I can't get too attached that shit just throw me way off track All these niggas think I'm playing I don't play like that I don't play like that no I don't play like that I can't ride without my strap Murciélagos in the back Niggas think this shit sweet but I don't never come in last Hoping I don't crash Police right up on my ass I'm the type to get a bag I know all these niggas mad Watch how your bitch change up When I show her all this cash Fuck it up I'm bringing nothing but the energy In the club Watch how these bitches try to get at the kid If I hit it once then I can hit it again To be honest I don't give a fuck bout your man If you stayed down then I'd put you in a benz On god I'm just tryna feed the family All this money don't mean a thing to me You was my homie but you changed on me Why all these bitches tryna play with me? I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline Imma check up on you when it's halftime Niggas turned on me for the last time Why the fuck you out here hating in the background? 20/20 vision Yea bitch I'm on a mission I got all these bitches wishing I dont make you my Mrs Baby, I really don't believe that you would ride through the distance Cause I seen it too many times, you know god is my witness That's ok girl that's fine I got a bad new thing on my mind I can't slow down time it keeps passing by How many bottles we done had tonight? Bet I'll make you wanna put it on me Lady in the streets but you a freak I like your body like your physique I swear that we can do this every week She's so impressed with my jewelry She wanna wear all my cuban links Telling me things she wanna do to me She gon be the death of me, this here is my eulogy I'm just tryna feed the family All this money don't mean a thing to me You was my homie but you changed on me Why all these bitches tryna play with me? I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline Imma check up on you when it's halftime Niggas turned on me for the last time Why the fuck you out here hating in the background?