Lyrics:
Keep the oven on to keep the flat warm
Shottin 24 just to stack more
Water from the kettle in the bath tub
Cats calling me for bags get em wrapped up
Lunch on the track, Beans, Inc in the trap
Riding 4 seaters, 20 deep in the back
Chief in my bag with kief in the cap
And I got a couple clips
Wake up kettle on
Brush teeth wash face
Drink coffee get dressed
Go work depressed
Lunch time eat snack
More work break back
Go home eat food
Brush
into black wine
And punched myself in the nuts right
Before a lady and her seventeen
Kids all burst out crying
I only really wanted lunch but I
Been
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
unsigned, having a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line
But when it comes
I drive fast cars, eat lunch by lakes
and meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap
four tires on the whip
Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip
Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil
The pot or kettle, uh
don't stop rappin
[TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
[MJ] I drive fast cars, eat lunch by lakes
[MJ] and meet a hundred different
come
We'll discuss it over lunch
And drink some one-fifty-one
After that I set a trap
Even though I feel tipsy
The crowd starts to clap
four tires on the whip
Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip
Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil
The pot or kettle, uh
like the grass
Lord I'ma pray I'ma fast
I'ma say no to the devil
Don't wanna melt in that kettle
With god I'm ready to settle
Don't wanna die as a rebel
she likes what she sees
Our last lunch together at a seaside diner
They offered us a spot outside
Prayed that they'd put us at a shady table
So her
really wanna do is get down & decimate
I'll bring the kettle chips
You bring the skittle pills
Ride the wheels off
Fly into the drop
The Physical won't
a nine
cnd I, I've got these pictures of you
She said, you're my match, so take me to lunch
What's your sign? How do you punch?
You look so good, but I
Man that habibi shit
It's that's hot shit man
Three ninety five lunch special at the Hunan express
We the merge lane I let them all pass
(After you)
away and she put me on...
A heartbreak diet
Lunch is cheatin’ and dinner lyin’
I ain’t eatin’, been busy cryin’
Ohhhhhh yeah… on a heartbreak diet
She
the kid in the lunch room that didn't have a seat
Now they keep on hating but lowkey they wanna suck on me
Rappers ridin dick
So all of u fucking Sus
Eatin' Captain Crunch for lunch
Don't get your panties in a bunch
Shorty passed out, we coulda put the whammy in the punch
Had he a hunch, he
Their instructor is speaking
Eatin' Captain Crunch for lunch
Don't get your panties in a bunch
Shorty passed out, we coulda put the whammy in
Kettle on the wrist with the Tetley brewing
Italian leather just flew in
Might cop a white gold president Putin
Rev at the lights, no tell 'em I'm Lewis
see me acting bad, I'm showing out and pulling stunts
Say "cheese" and show my fronts, it's more karats than Bugs Bunny's lunch
It's Paul Wall baby, I
see me acting bad, I'm showing out and pulling stunts
Say "cheese" and show my fronts, it's more karats than Bugs Bunny's lunch
It's Paul Wall baby, I
feelin froggy better jump
Was fightin every other lunch
Consequences started adding up
All that pain brings pressure
Grinding hard brings pleasure
Got
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