Feed the Dogs

Bong, bong, dong, bong, bong, dong Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew Come on, and do the hustle, get up early in the morning Hit the clock, brush your teeth, it's the morning The world's yours, player, time to get to ballin' Let's put some work in, hear the callin' I had to do it to 'em I had to do it to 'em Yeah, what's the key to life? Oh, gotta feed the vibe Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got to do the work, trust the process Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got the drug dealers, got the ball players Gotta feed the vibe, gotta see the guys Read between the lines, child, got to read the tides They took the piece of pie, got us demonized Playing with my money, I'ma push your teeth aside Aww, he gon' do it to 'em I just did it to 'em Villainize your hustle, get some music to 'em You loquacious, huh? He gon' do it to you I can't floss my teeth while I'm chewing through ya They tried to cancel me, bitch, how'd that work out? They tried to dance with me, bitch, how that work out? Their life of fantasy, bitch, how that work out? I could never gossip, I'ma boss I put some work out Got the keys to the city, I'm a monster Martyr stay winning over yonder Walking over motherfucking crabs and lobsters Bitch, I'm just getting to the money like I had to do it to 'em I had to do it to 'em Yeah, what's the key to life? Oh, gotta feed the vibe Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got to do the work, trust the process Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got the drug dealers, got the ball players I told my mama last night, "I'ma shoot you" No more Mr. Nice Goody two-shoes Yeah, I gotta take your life, gotta shoot you Skip and hop, and take a flight, Honolulu Where we're going, there ain't no destination Got a problem, how you feel? Gon' say something The truth don't need motivation The troops don't need motivation I sell out all my shows, how that make you feel? Top of the album charts, how that make you feel? Look at me build my kingdom, how that make you feel? God-damn, that boy be winning, how that make you feel? Took me over a decade for paychecks Yes, head-to-head blind, I won all the taste tests Never allow myself to get gate kept Aww, bitch, I'm just getting to the money like I had to do it to 'em I had to do it to 'em Yeah, what's the key to life? Oh, gotta feed the vibe Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got to do the work, trust the process Got to feed the dogs in the morning Got the drug dealers, got the ball players Oh, I had to do it to 'em (yes) Oh, I had to do it to 'em (yes) Yeah, what's the key to life? Oh, gotta feed the vibe Got to feed the dogs in the morning (hallelujah) Got to do the work, trust the process (hallelujah) Got to feed the dogs in the morning (hallelujah) Got the drug dealers, got the ball players