Thelonious Martin - EVERYBODY EATS FREESTYLE lyrics

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Thelonious Martin - EVERYBODY EATS FREESTYLE lyrics

[Verse 1] Look here look here might end your career I'm shining so bright good morning buenos días Oops I did I again like Spears I ain't with the BS n***a got no fear b**h that I'm with look like Cameron Diaz Keep to myself cause these n***as be weird Brand new Glock make you disappear Brand new b**h hit her from the rear [Hook] Looking at these n***as through my rearview If you only knew the sh** we been through Pour my heart out on these instrumentals Smoking dope this sh** good for my mental [Verse 2] sh** that you on don't put bread in my pocket Hit the bank with my b**h make a deposit n***as like b**hes the way that they gossip Have you ever seen your mans in a casket? Crying at church in front of the pastor Father died young I'm the son of a ba*tard [Pre-Hook] Pour my heart out on these instrumentals Smoking dope this sh** good for my mental [Verse 3] I smoke like a zip a day I'm praying for better days I flew her out from LA Like, "You getting dick today." I hit the b**h yesterday She know I ain't regular But I like to regulate And I'm 'bout that action (I'm 'bout that action) The b**h let me demonstrate She gave me head six times and I f**ed her twice But I ain't never ate I could never hate I don't got it in me If I got it and my brother don't we split it fifty-fifty [Hook] Looking at these n***as through my rearview If you only knew the sh** we been through Pour my heart out on these instrumentals Smoking dope this sh** good for my mental [Verse 4] Lately I've been stress out over little sh** Scrolling through my contacts Pick a b**h and take a little trip Heard she got a man and he love her but I never trip I never trip, I never trip Picture me up in LAX in that baggage claim Picture me ridin' 'round my hood getting rid of things Picture me with two bad b**hes I don't know they names Picture me getting domed up while I roll up Picture me with a b**h that's picture perfect proper out Roscoe's when I'm in LA Waffle House when in the South Picture me dead broke sleeping on that f**ing couch Now picture me f**ing Tiffany at the DoubleTree [Hook] Looking at these n***as through my rearview If you only knew the sh** we been through Pour my heart out on these instrumentals Smoking dope this sh** good for my mental