Food For Thought (feat. Sleaze)
7MileTeo
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Hmmm Shit's so funny, man All these niggas do is act hard (man) Barkin' from the backyard (pipe that shit down) Gone' off that wock, he purp'd out, think he a trap star (goofy) Sorry I was trappin' Nah, sorry, dawg, be cappin (cap) Hate to break your heart, but that nigga just be fuckin' rappin (no hat) He ain't bout that action (at all) He ain't bust no scenes (at all) Had to wake you up from the Z's (snrrggg) Cause he was sellin' y'all a dream (wake up) That shit ain't what it seems Only time he seen white squares was watchin' Billie Jean (is that my love) That nigga broke as f*ck, get him a cast His ribs showin', (broke) I can see his spleen (tisss) I can lead you to the world, but baby, I can't make you drink (i can't) Pay attention , cause you just might miss your blessing if you blink (pay attention) Should get a classroom for all these damn lessons that I teach (class in session) A wise young OG ain't tryna have you make (wise) the same mistakes as me I really want you to be better, G (I really do) So you can dodge handcuffs and stay away from all these felonies (yop) How you the voice and you don't practice what you preach (man) They lead the youth wrong, they got youngins' twelve years old I'm tryna catch a B (knock knock) Instead of tellin' em' how to reach they goals, I stay up out the streets (shit krazy) You play it right, graduate school & be rich by 23 Wish I had a big brotha that could've told (wish) this shit to me I know my pops, but shit was different when you only see him twice a week (it's different) Baby daddy's deadbeat If you ain't tryna be no father, boy, don't plant that seed (lil nigga) Food for thought while openin' up the vault, cause niggas piss me off (lil nigga) Yeah, yeah But f*ck that shit, he playin' that gram shit, (damn) you know I'm tryna creep (shhh) Now brody tryna walk that nigga down, he ain't even tryna sneak up (blitz) Them niggas know it ain't just talk, (ugh ahh) they know we come & play for keeps (lets get him) I done told God that it's too (ugh ahhh) late to bring a nigga tryna preach (nah fr) I swear to God, I walked a thousand (ugh ahh) miles to goals, I'm tryna reach (go) So many problems, get it out the way, they thought I was defeated (nah) You niggas dreamin', (HA) somebody go and wake that nigga up cause he was sinkin' (sinkin') The last thing that that nigga (ugh ahh) seen in his face was a demon Then my conscience kicked back in, said f*ck his life and let him keep it Keep your life, nigga Think you fuckin' with the camp, boy what you thinkin' Tisss We the type to spit that raw shit and have these niggas fiending
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Written by: 7MileTeo TWEAKERVILLE, Sleaze TWEAKERVILLE
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