2006 Meek 2> ft. THEFOODLORD Lyrics

I just need to get paid

Shit i need to get laid

Been so down

Haven't slept in a day

Been so down can't even feel pain

Don't listen to the fake

Im humble cause I'm self made

If they talk shade

I got a clique who spray

Ain't talking no raid

I see red man no wu tang

Posted with the gang

Everyone got skis

Like a fucking masquerade

Boys get accused cause they Spitting that slang

In the car with CT

Boy need an eighth

Took me back to the days

No bread

Dudes all fake

Pockets all dry

Brother Keem died

On the east side

Murder homicide

Real pain when he Look me

In my eye

Down on my dick

You can't get a three five

Glock and a switch

All on my mind

Behind bars I already did my time

They don't wanna

See a brother shine

Cause my teeth ain't white

Or my past ain't right

They don't even know

I was serving all night

Shit I gotta shine

Shit I gotta try

Got it out the mud

So I'm pouring up the sprite

Baby mamma trippin

Trying to act like my wife

I got a ten

But she only for the night

Smoking until it's bright

Gotta pay the rent

Get a pack to flip

Last week I hit a lick

O boy just copped a stick

G I ain't no homie

But he on me like a tick

Light em like a BIC

Balling like the Knicks

Got to find a move

So I'm throwing on my kicks

Taking all these drugs

Make my head hurt

But it's another day

Got to take another perk

Distract me

Cause my brother in the dirt

Put my music first

I'm putting in the work

I ain't hear a word

Walk it like I talk it

Calling me Takeoff

Rocket in my pocket

Man I never got paid off

Throw some shade on

Gun to his socket

Then I gotta take off

No money in my wallet

Blunt to take the weight off

Now my PO calling

Went from public housing

To house browsing

From cigarette buds and counting

To living in the mountains

Two one four is what we shouting

And if he got a problem

We got a nine

That leave him howling

Eyes everywhere we hawks Everyone got talons

Where we really bout that action

Grab our first reaction

Gotta bring something to the table What's your talents

Gettin hit with mallets

Sleeping on the pallets

Moving slow and steady

We don't fuck with no rabbits