Verse 1
Ayo my homies hold me down yeah they hold me down
Dinner wit my man in town yeah we shut it down
I had to call my homie ari he was f**in round
Wit them b**hes then he said they wanna f** me now
I get around just kidding i done threw in the towel
My baby girl she get aroused when i'm talking foul
I get along with my exes i never talk to (bleep)
She cheated on me back in high school bet she love me now
But lemme chill man i love it when my music bump
Cuz i talk about.. whatever the f** i want
And i be. whoever i wanna be
And wit my music guarantee u cannot f** wit me
These homies sleeping on me now they gon wake up soon
Got a hunnit f**in b**hes in the make-up room
Listenin to duzzo dave they sayin man he nice
Long as b**hes like my sh** i'll get my cake up soon
Play the tune and let me get this off my chest i be starin at b**hes breasts and taylor be chillen right next to me
Then she get upset wit me
What would nietzsche say about that sh** he got the best of me
Taylor like man f** nietzsche don't do that while u next to me
I'm chillen got the recipe cooking lickin my fingers
I'm only f**in wit b**hes if they models or they singers
Just kidding i done threw in the towel
Unless she got a nice smile
Chorus
Ayo i needa find manners
All my homies feelin famished
I'm rockin camoflauge bandanas
We tryna eat we out here we famished
They talking sh** don't understand us
I told him u don't got no manners
Don't f** wit me or wit my fam-a
We tryna eat we out here famished
Verse 2
Ayo my homies hold me down yeah they hold me down
Dinner wit my man in town yeah we shut it down
I had to call my homie ari he was f**in round
Wit them b**hes then he said they wanna f** me now
Don't like collaboratin wit people they let me down
I almost called a girl for s** but then i turned around
I gotta focus on my sh** i done threw in the towel
And when i f** my girl i break it bad she calling sal
Don't do that now ayo i love it when i'm in control
I cannot touch the rim but i can do a finger roll
Pa** the mic to my homies that's called a give and go
Ball is a metaphor for life but i don't keep the score
I just keep goin yo my family like my flowin i dim the lights when i spit bro
So i can really feel the beat in my body and sh** bro
People get me mad i'ma catch a homi and sh** bro
f** a fight i'll use a gun cuz i don't even lift bro
Smoke em like a swisha
f** his older sister
Middle finger to the cops yo tell my girl i miss her
Idk how to behave in a public environment i keep sh** to myself until later that night i'm cryin
Damn
All i got is me and my fam
We tryna eat but we don't got nobody feeding us fam
That's why we changed our perspectives and we now take it
Disregard my morals f** that sh** i need the cake
Chorus
Ayo my homies hold me down yeah they hold me down
Dinner wit my man in town yeah we shut it down
I had to call my homie ari he was f**in round
Wit them b**hes then he said they wanna f** me now
I do this sh** like for my town hope they like my sound
Even if they don't then f** it they gon come around
f** a 9-5 i'd rather much be selling pounds
Duzzo david from tha 203 he underground