Food For My Stomach

Beast on the loose and my stomach is rumblin'

These niggas out here is food for my stomach

Get the fuck out the way when the lions is comin'

The elephant's stompin', gorillas is jumpin'

The snakes full of venom, the wolves out and huntin'

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo

I sink in my teeth cause these niggas is sweet

Predator to the prey, you should pray for the weak

Spray out Caprices, drive by with the reaper

I hang out the window like I'm an AC

Bodies turn cold after losing your pulse

Turn that dude to a ghost like the homie SP

Yeah, from the LAX with these bars I keep locked

Ain't a prison, I'm free, I can rap in my sleep

Dude on the post with rocks using shots

They come back to your ass like an offensive rebound

Funeral home on the speed dial

When God call your number

Man, trust me, there won't be no re-dial

We out here every day, they acting senile

Year of the wolf, niggas 'bout to hear me out

This beat I'mma wreck while these gorillas beat on their chest

West swing, I'm knocking their trees down

So go in your temple

These niggas is dinner from January all the way to December

Shouldn't have played with my killers

Beast on the loose and my stomach is rumblin'

These niggas out here is food for my stomach

Get the fuck out the way when the lions is comin'

The elephant's stompin', gorillas is jumpin'

The snakes full of venom, the wolves out and huntin'

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo

Real trill nigga with a hairpin trigger

I’m surrounded by the killers, I just got it like that

Rappers always talking “you ain’t ‘bout it like that"

I went out the hood to get it then I brought it right back

Blood money rider, keep the chopper right beside 'em

F&N fully loaded, that’s for any nigga want it

This sound like I got the shit perfected don’t it?

Grab a cartrige, get to sparkin a targetin like all of my opponents

Raise these haters up off of me

Talk some cash when you talk to me

I ain’t got no love for you if you ain’t getting guwop with me

All my niggas from day one who I’m gon take to the top with me

And this shotty on me, got that boy walkin so awkwardly

I was raised in the wild with them lions and tigers

Nothing but paper excite us, bitch we were born be fighters

And I’m from BME, the G in me won’t let me back down

Underground king without a crown, how I sound?

Beast on the loose and my stomach is rumblin'

These niggas out here is food for my stomach

Get the fuck out the way when the lions is comin'

The elephant's stompin', gorillas is jumpin'

The snakes full of venom, the wolves out and huntin'

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo