DeRamus - Food for Thought Lyrics

423 and the 623 stand up, yeah
I am what I am
Roll up another one, I might turn to a zombie
I play with her pussy, watch it turn tsunami
Reminiscing on past days that still haunt me
And I know my angels got me, but these demons want me
My bitch look like she model Abercrombie
And I'm making more than any teacher that ever flunked me
Done seen blocks get spent like dirty laundry
I'm praying to God, and I hope it clear my conscience
Or free my mind, just free my brother, he gone beat that time
Yes, baby, I'm doing fine, why you asking if I'm lying?
If I can't roll one, feel like I'm dying
Two watches still ain't got time
Balling on them like Jordan in Prime
I'm living truth in every rhyme
Stay out of sight and out of mine
Yeah, here's a little food for thought
Here's a little Food for Thought
Here's a little food for thought for them niggas that ever slept on me
5'8", but I'm Big Homie
Shorty know what's good my way
Usher Raymond, she like it my way
100 on the highway
Been smoking all day
I probably smell like a ashtray
Truthfully, I feel like I'm losing myself, I just do what the cash say
Know, I've been moving the fast way
Know, I've been stuck in my past days
Yeah, I've been, yeah, I've been stuck in my past ways
Yeah, praying to God he watching me over my good and bad days, yeah