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was filthy
From bagging up dope, had my momma wanna kill me
 Kicked me out at 16 I’m jeopardizing the Section 8
But drugs that I sold put food

it’s laid out
You just a work to put food in your damn mouth
I work like I am trying to feed a grandchild
Take the world by storm  I got it planned out

Dope

                        Intro
Drugs destroy and ruin millions of lives every year,
What should you know about them ?
Cocaine, marijuana, LSD

me the pack I was down bad had to tek that food
Say you want smoke? Relax Northside Mills we're a violent crew

Free osama off range, I love you my

dream sold, 1000 more in the trash
Always been bold, ask ya girl I'm a blast
Never sold dope, wasn't raised in the trap
Food for the soul, I was made in

Uh, riding down Division, bumping Food & Liquor
And we just might be ok, these prayers for me and my niggas, uh
Blue lights in the vision, guess we

Didn’t have food we ended in foster care
You wouldn’t understand unless you witnessed it ya self
Man I remember we ain’t have no place to stay
We was up

the Benz (green, green)
FDA worse than all my drug dealing friends
How they pocketing loot, yet killing em off
So slowly so loot flowing through a hard

a place with duller skies the bullet buys
Supplied with government rations
My people mastered the art
Of making Survival food happen
They took a tub of lard

Baby you my soul food
I'm just waiting for the right time
And I wanna get to know you
But all my time is spent on the grind
And baby I just hope you

drug try this 
what would this be if we took our minds and applied them 
everlasting oneness realize it 
fast feeding ya mass media 
grass greener stuff

of drugs, guns, hate and violence
And that's the state that my mind was in
All I need is me in this life we live
To me this life we live
Ain't what it's like

All my bitches are ex-ex-exotic
Food on my plate ex-ex-exotic
Her PineApple bootie ex-ex-exotic
Swoosh logos all over ex-exotic
I missed the part when I

need me a million
Ye
He took the food and he turnt into Pogba he's just dribbling

In a 4 door truck OT
Fuck it, bro lemme whip up a dish then whip up

(Hook)
I taught myself how to hustle, put that food on my plate,
Put my shipments on a truck and drove it down the highway,
Trap been jumpin just

Here's a lil story
Bout a young boul
Ain't have no love to show
His pops was selling crack
Mom was working two-four
Hard to eat some food cause
They

They say life's hard but it's
All in your mind
You just got a ticket, go pay that fine
That welfare office nigga
It's a long ass line
I done did the food

Remember
No food in the 'fridge
Daddy was gone
Like he forgot he had kids
Forgot he had kids
We struggled for ends
Momma was pray'n her eyes full of tears

sprite
Ready for the fight
Dripping in the night
Baja toa la pepa con food tai
Bitches for my day
Driving in the sky
A mi lado cualquier woman se ve cool

people died from drug overdose
Which is 3,000 times more than 2019 in the same quarter
That's fucked up
Okay now lets jump to the economy
The economic data

Tryna put food on the dish
Had to go and do my research
Water on my wrist and my t-shirt
Faded off drugs sleep
Time to wake up though
MOB stories above me

a cosmos 
All these motherfuckers tryna catch me 
All these fuckers want clout and lean 
At my dinner table chocking in my food pipe 
Bunny boy wants

We got all the foods
Everything all in food group ooh
Food group ooh
We got everything that you need
The fats the cheeses
I dont give a fuck if you

it wasn't useful for ya
So when I pop off
Ima make sure that you always have food to eat
But it's the last supper for some of you mother fuckers
Been