[Intro]
Escomoe, the coolest DJ in the world
Yeah
For real, though, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my shoes, niggas probably wouldn't have did it
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my shoes, niggas probably wouldn't have did it
[Verse 1]
Puttin' mileage on the rental
And when I called out and said "I need you", they ain't hear me
Niggas screamin' beef, but really vegan, it ain't in 'em
I ain't talked to my nigga G, he still my nigga
I ain't been spendin' time with Yell', he still my nigga
I ain't seein' eye-to-eyе with bro, but I ain't trippin'
I ain't never quittin' 'til them millions in my vision
Whеn you walk alone, nigga, you don't know the feelin'
Weight on my shoulders, I don't know if I can lift it
And they say you actin' different
Money got yo' head gone
And I come from the city niggas don't last long
If I'm still in the town, I'm waitin' 'til the bag gone
Listenin' to beats countin' cash with my headphones
Watch that bad bitch walk away when that bread gone
Watch those fake niggas separate when that fame gone
I ain't talk to Veeze in a minute, it's still gang, though
It was me and Sauce plenty nights watchin' rain, ho
I bet they tell you, "Face, he ran it up, but he ain't change, though"
Escomoe, the coolest DJ in the world
Yeah
For real, though, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my shoes, niggas probably wouldn't have did it
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my shoes, niggas probably wouldn't have did it
[Verse 1]
Puttin' mileage on the rental
And when I called out and said "I need you", they ain't hear me
Niggas screamin' beef, but really vegan, it ain't in 'em
I ain't talked to my nigga G, he still my nigga
I ain't been spendin' time with Yell', he still my nigga
I ain't seein' eye-to-eyе with bro, but I ain't trippin'
I ain't never quittin' 'til them millions in my vision
Whеn you walk alone, nigga, you don't know the feelin'
Weight on my shoulders, I don't know if I can lift it
And they say you actin' different
Money got yo' head gone
And I come from the city niggas don't last long
If I'm still in the town, I'm waitin' 'til the bag gone
Listenin' to beats countin' cash with my headphones
Watch that bad bitch walk away when that bread gone
Watch those fake niggas separate when that fame gone
I ain't talk to Veeze in a minute, it's still gang, though
It was me and Sauce plenty nights watchin' rain, ho
I bet they tell you, "Face, he ran it up, but he ain't change, though"
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