Food

I've been good in these streets you ain't deep (you ain't deep)
Since I lost my granny though it ain't shit hurting me (shit hurting me)
Cut the shots it ain't nothing for myself
I be bussin I be thuggin on the daily ain't a soul I can trust an
I ain't never really heard of ya boy (of ya boy)
You best to stay far aware 'for them choppers gon deploy
Front row in the show we gon' get it and we go (get it an we go)
30 clips extendos Popping out the windows (out da window)
I can never be a hoe Granny told me be a man
It ain't matter where I go on my ten i'ma stand
I'm a thug to the end to my last dying breath
When you come off in my presense best to watch how you step
Watch your life down here, Wodie welcome down to florida
Where them boys totin choppas an them bottles coz they soldiers
Long live till I'm gone till the day I hit the gates
And I'm blessed just where i am Guess it's just fate

I be eatin down bad in the hundred selling food
You ain't deep no friends they be looking like who
I don't need a handout lil wo I been cool
I ain't go no friends plus I don't need you

I be eatin down bad in the hundred selling food
You ain't deep no friends they be looking like who
I don't need a handout lil wo I been cool
I ain't go no friends plus I don't need you

I dont need you
I dont need you
Yes bitch I dont need you