Sleep for dinner

Hungry nights

Dollar menu saved my life

Blessings exist

Oh, must be nice

Dollar menu saved my life

Ah shit, here go this ****

Aye, aye, ****, what's up bruh? What you want today?

Dollar menu saved my life

Baby, everything gon' be a'ight

Ten piece, but my mama didn't eat that night

Promise, I'ma keep it 99 cent for life

Last night I had sleep for dinner

And the dreams feels good

For dinner

Mama an alchy

Mama an alchy, stepdad a dope fiend

Know how to sell drugs, know how to sell dreams

Age of fourteen, I was doing my own thing

But, Mama, I'm hungry (Hungry)

'Cause last night I had sleep for dinner

And my consciousness eats way more than me

From the women I hurt, from the people I leave, from the fires I feed

Find a job on Indeed 'cause last night I only had sleep for dinner

In Hell's Kitchen with the recipe for disaster

In Long Beach donating plasma

Would donate my sperm, but I can't 'cause I know how it feels to be bastard

And last night I only had sleep for dinner

Couldn't even afford a TV dinner

Not a Banquet, a Kids Cuisine, Marie Callender's

Don't know how many days left on my calendar

Do you want it? 'Cause I'll give it to you

Just like that, motherfucka!

Sheesh! Do what I want

Shoot! Do what I want

Yeah, do what I want

Yeah, do what I want

Yeah, do what I want

Yeah, do what you want

Do what I want, yeah

Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch

Bring the bottles to me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu

Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu

Big forehead, bitch, throw it back

Hate rats, but I love hood rats

Wait, what's that logo on his hat?

L.A. County, do you know where you at?

Take the order, make 'em McDouble back

Sittin' at ya window with a Big Mac

Ain't ashamed that I used to wear Shaqs

'Cause I hit a home run, slidin' to the 4batz

Barry Bonds

Don't I do my look, erry time?

Pop out, got him shook, erry time

**** always cry wolf, erry time

Put money on books, erry time

And it's like that, you got goers, I would never look twice at

Everything goin' good like a white staff

I've been tearin' through the city in a white cat

Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch

Bring the bottles to me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu

Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu

It's Big Bag Junior, Mr. Pot Scraper, I'm the Lord's favorite

Throw a lot of money, do a lot of saving

Don't tell that bitch, have my son 'less I'm shaded

Can't beef with my BMs, I made it

How I can't check my DMs? I made it

I'm part of the motion club, I made it

****, I'm me, you, you, you hate it

Look, Vaughn got a roster

Might catch a boujee bitch leaving my casa

Leavin' the cribo

She want the tea, she only gon' take walk of shame in my shakka

Just get a t-shirt

She don't fuck with scrubs 'cause she want that body that she get from doctors

Dr. Miami

Come fuck with a whoppa, come fuck with a whoppa

Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch

Bring the bottles to me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu

Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me

Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu