Luncheon Lyrics

Too many chiefs and not enough Indians

Outrageous times that we living in

Especially with all this killing we been dealing with

Can't even feel comfortable on a mission with your men

I done been there

If you asked me back then, by now I would've made it out

Somewhere exotic and tropical in a big ass house

Foreign whips pick up my kids when school let out

And that was about twenty years ago

Look how that shit turned out

In and out them jail cells I was crashing out

Smoking K two like Zaza I was burnt out

That was my old house, you can tell that I learned now

Ethel Lee shining down on me she love the way that I turned out

I still be luncheon though

That's why I told them don't play

Cause at the end of the day, they classify me as luncheon

And I know my mental not straight

My best advice to you is shut the fuck up, give me my space

And please don't disrespect me, I'll spit all in your face

I'm not chasing a bitch unless she got bank, I hope you get it

And I'm really not trying to be in a tank with you fishes

Back dooring your own people, boy you vicious

Wearing fingernail polish, boy you vicious

What

I was the nigga they say was luncheon, projected to be nothing

They ain't coming to see you Otis

I'm David Ruffin, Started With Nothing

They thought I was luncheon, the truth coming

Out y'all hate what I'm becoming

They say that I'm luncheon

But I know I'm not crazy

And my mistakes don't make me or break me

They say that I'm luncheon

She told her friends that I was a munch

The bitch luncheon

You better have a plan B if plan A was playing me

Trust in the process you gon' see

Or Suge Knight Death Row it's gon' be

Prayin' every night that you pussy niggas ain't on to me

On to me like an ornament on a Christmas tree

On to me like I'm Tim Duncan Ginóbili

Hopefully my next life they treat me nobly

Zoiie (Daddy)

They say that I'm luncheon