Fatboy SSE ft. Cruch Calhoun - Eat Lyrics

Yeah when I was coming up, nigga
We had to get it how we live
We had to do what we had to do
Couldn't depend on nobody, I got it myself
Nigga

I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell how they move
Niggas ain't loyal
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it
Feel when that bank low
I'm just tryna eat, yeah (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it feel when you starve
Nigga (FatBoy)
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could show you how it feel when you gone
If you block me tryna eat

I could tell you 'bout no heat
I could tell you 'bout the cold
I could tell you 'bout no lights
I could tell you 'bout the stove
I could tell you 'bout a lot
I could tell you 'bout my life
I could tell you 'bout the money
Only thing made it right
I could tell you being locked in
Twenty-three and one
A whole week passed, I ain't even see the sun
My all-week pass, used to get it with the gun
Me and my homies
We was crippin' straight for fun
Throwin' up C and we baggin' up coke
Standin' in Josh, wishin' for some hope
Fiends runnin' up 'cause I had the best dope
Prayin' to myself like I am the hood Pope
A nigga couldn't imagine
Had to hold down the crib
I was poppin' those Percs
I was takin' those sticks
I got cut with a machete right on my wrist
But a nigga ain't stop and
A nigga ain't bitch bitch, I had to eat

I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell how they move
Niggas ain't loyal
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it
Feel when that bank low
I'm just tryna eat, yeah (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it feel when you starve
Nigga
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could show you how it feel when you gone
If you block me tryna eat

I could tell you 'bout the drugs
I could tell you 'bout the plugs
Could tell you 'bout the trap, man
Tell you 'bout the clubs
Could tell you 'bout some niggas and
Tell you 'bout some bitches
I could tell you 'bout the hatin'
And tell you 'bout the love
Could tell you 'bout the come up
And tell you 'bout the broke
Tell you 'bout the times wen we
Went to rob the nigga's show
I could tell you 'bout some Bloods
And tell you 'bout some Locs
I could tell you how to eat, get in my way
They gettin' smoked
Bougie bitches yellin' and I can't stand 'em
Drink Henny 'til I can't stand up
Bunch of blue blood drippin' off my bandana
Set trip, make your set dip, Santana
You NY's, blow a missile
Through your antennas, yeah
Scaredy said he ready for the beef
While these thirsty ass bitches out
Here beggin' for a piece
I'm just tryna stack these dollars so
My homies get a feast
Nigga, I'm just tryna eat
Yeah, I'm just tryna, I'm just tryna eat
(FatBoy, what up, nigga?)
Real shit, y'all niggas is doo, no homo
Don't get in my way

I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell how they move
Niggas ain't loyal
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it
Feel when that bank low
I'm just tryna eat, yeah (I'm just tryna eat)
I could tell you how it
Feel when you starve nigga
I'm just tryna eat (I'm just tryna eat)
I could show you how it feel when you gone
If you block me tryna eat