Empire Dinner

[Intro]
(Flea)
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse 1]
Nigga, you ain't got enough, you should humble yourself
I ain't waitin' on nobody, I'll do it myself
I just matted out the Benz, now it slither in stealth
Won't let them give me no advance just to put me on shelf
My rich friends put me on wealth
Mink coat, chinchilla pelt
Dinner with EMPIRE, we eatin' peking duck and elk
I left my pocket up at Nordstrom, should've went to Belk
We ran for freedom and got beaten, you still see the welts
They showed no love, but no hate was felt

[Chorus]
It's just somе shit that you gotta accept
They won't shuffle thеse again, these the cards I was dealt
For the times I lent a hand, they ain't ask how I felt
How I'm still standin' tall, name a time that I knelt
Too much paper in my pants, I'm in need of a belt
He keep pourin' up his pop like to hell with his health
Dropped a rock off in the water and watched as it swelled
That's what's gon' buy this Presidential, Teddy Roosevelt
I might crash, I need a safety belt

[Verse 2]
Look, down on my ass, was doin' bad, I had to take it there
We takin' risks, we bold as fuck, I'll shake a sleeping bear
Them boys'll pimp the referee, they don't be playin' fair
They actin' tough, we know he sweet, he ain't that hard to scare
They hate on me, I'm so aware, maybe it's the shit I wear
Chandeliers, they make a glare, all the hoes gon' stop and stare
VVSes hit like UFC, these jewels is St-Pierre
I'm one of one just like the pants I rock, these extremely rare
I'm on the road without no tags, I hope we make it there
They ain't believe in me, I pop, ask me, should I share?
Them niggas broke, that ain't my problem, ask me, do I care?
Shave some hairs off the cut, I need a can of Nair
That paper shit my life, it give me oxygen like cans of air
My bitch be droppin' bricks for me, hit licks for me, I buy her hair
The mail keep gettin' hit, bro on a plane, he wanna play the air
Unc' fightin' a murder, he want lobster when he hit the chair
He earned his last meal tryna earn his first meal
I'm in New York at Ocky Way, it's on my belly still
It stick to me, I go to sleep like it's a Xan' pill
You niggas dumpster juice, throw you in a landfill, they roadkill
Nine-hour drive to turnaround, I'm on the road still
Can't pay the bills, tryna survive, losin' my whole chill
I get them one things from my titi 'cause she old and ill
They think I got this shit off luck and it was all skill

[Chorus]
It's just some shit that you gotta accept
They won't shuffle these again, these the cards I was dealt
For the times I lent a hand, they ain't ask how I felt
How I'm still standin' tall, name a time that I knelt
Too much paper in my pants, I'm in need of a belt
He keep pourin' up his pop like to hell with his health
Dropped a rock off in the water and watched as it swelled
That's what's gon' buy this Presidential, Teddy Roosevelt
I might crash, I need a safety belt