Sushi Plate

[Hook]
I’ve been lapping ‘round the country, I got bitches out of state, ay
Sushi on the plate. I’ll take lobster over steak
It’s love over hate, it don’t matter either way
Money on the menu, better save your boy some cake! (I want it!)

I want my cake and need it too. (I do, I do!)
She said she’s got some friends to bring a boot. (Pull up, pull up!)
Stop playing, only way I lose. (Never that!)
Stop faking, yeah that shit was never cool. (Oo)

[Verse 1]
Floating on that medical
Trippin’ off an edible
Head feel incredible
My grind is impeccable
Family on the pedestal
Lift ‘em up for better views
Been a while since I tripped on revenue when rent is due
Paid my dues, now me and the crew we get to make the rules
Used to spoon-feed us baby food, now it’s buffet everyday I choose
Say I lose: it’s all on me, I’ll change the stew
Back in the mix, I’m stirring shit, like what’s in the soup
Some niggas living in a suit, they feeling miserable
Some niggas never made it off the stoop to get to school
I know it’s difficult, judging life from different shoes
Stomach empty dreaming ‘bout the money and the bitches too
Oo!

[Hook]
I’ve been lapping ‘round the country, I got bitches out of state, ay
Sushi on the plate. I’ll take lobster over steak
It’s love over hate, it don’t matter either way
Money on the menu, better save your boy some cake! (I want it!)

I want my cake and need it too. (I do, I do!)
She said she’s got some friends to bring a boot. (Pull up, pull up!)
Stop playing, only way I lose. (Never that!)
Stop faking, yeah that shit was never cool. (Oo)

[Verse 2]
I’m always set, ready, go
Hold my own, I never fold
How I roll, bet they’ll never know
Won’t let them play me close
Keep ‘em so far they need a telescope
All my niggas solid gold, never tell a soul, we live by the code
Keep that fresh green, call it artichoke
My backstage a lot of smoke
Make it hard not to choke
Get the load, rock the show
Make ‘em rage, kill the stage, out the door, back on road
This a different mode. We don’t chase them hoes
Here to get my dough, yeah I grew up poor
Eviction notice on my mama’s door, oh
Turn that to conviction every time I flow
Pops convicted, life sentence in a home
These streets is cold, I put it on an album then I talk
(Go!)

[Hook]
I’ve been lapping ‘round the country, I got bitches out of state, ay
Sushi on the plate. I’ll take lobster over steak
It’s love over hate, it don’t matter either way
Money on the menu, better save your boy some cake! (I want it!)

I want my cake and need it too. (I do, I do!)
She said she’s got some friends to bring a boot. (Pull up, pull up!)
Stop playing, only way I lose. (Never that!)
Stop faking, yeah that shit was never cool. (Oo)