Fabolous - B.I.T.E lyrics

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Fabolous - B.I.T.E lyrics

[Notorious B.I.G. - from recorded interview] n***as is tryna eat - that's all I look at it n***as wanna eat food; n***as is tired of being on the streets n***as is tired of robbing and stealing n***as tired of selling d** They tryna get some money because they hungry f** that! [Intro: Fabolous] Rest in peace to the late great Christopher Wallace I mean even though you're gone... that mentality lives on [Hook] Every single day, each and every night - B.I.T.E That's my word - I'm screaming B.I.T.E, I'm screaming B.I.T.E Every single day, each and every night - B.I.T.E That's my word - I'm screaming B.I.T.E, now what that mean I say b**h I'm tryna eat, b**h I'm tryna eat - B.I.T.E That's my word - I'm screaming B.I.T.E, I'm screaming B.I.T.E b**h I'm tryna eat, b**h I'm tryna eat - B.I.T.E That's my word - I'm screaming B.I.T.E, I'm screaming B.I.T.E [Verse 1] I say bow ya head for ya hood, bless the streets that I eat on So cold in my city, best believe that that heats on b**h I'm tryna eat before its rest in peace on my t stone Want my eggs scrambled hard with extra cheese of the t-bone Got a recipe on the streets homes: takes hustle and some muscle Make a meal called success, now I ain't say you gon duck stress I ain't say it don't come with pain, couple losers gon come with game They ain't eating, got stomach pains, they callin' you but your number changed Old friendships get strained, couple words might get exchanged Knew n***as since diapers, oh well guess sh** is changed My teacher came to me, asked the same of me What I'm tryna be? And I said B.I.T.E, uh [Hook] [Verse 2] Look, I ain't grow up on Park place, where I'm from it's a dark place Hard to look on that bright side, these skies be dark grey In our case, get a nark case, in a P-A-R-K Wasn't tryna be Scarface, sh** I just want the new Barkleys If little fish get fed to sharks, I'm tryna see how that shark taste Aston with that shark face, I'm tryna fill my park space I'm tryna be in my dark shades on a parcade at the Barclays I'm tryna get my money long, long as Eastern Parkway Me and my n***as got reservations - no wait, no hesitations Non stop to the money, that's my final destination A judge looked at me, asked the same of me What you tryna plea? And I say B-I-T-E, uh [Hook] [Outro: chopped and screwed vocals] b**h I'm tryna eat, b**h I'm tryna eat - B.I.T.E [3X] That's my word - I'm screaming B.I.T.E, I'm screaming B.I.T.E I'm screaming B.I.T.E [echoes]