Antiii - MOUTHS 2 FEED

Yeah
You bout that life boy you gotta be certain
I got mouths to feed nigga I gotta be working
It been a while since my pockets been hurting
Losing my cool bitch I'm hot like a furnace
Cant handle biz on the phone, it's always better when you talking in person
I'm running shit while they walking in circles
Keep that way till they dropping the curtains

Stupid nigga you my pupil nigga we could never see eye to eye (Yae)
I am the one that's getting idolize
Chopping the cheese with my ride or die
I'm a cup half empty kinda guy
Lit like the back of a firefly
10,000 hours of practice
Been working on this entire life
No games for these niggas but I gotta win no matter whoever playing against
Pockets no lint cause they paying the rent
You ain't making no money you making no sense
Doing the job and I still be the boss
I'm eating good get the dental floss,
They wishing I fail with their finger cross
You don't want no smoke, you a rental car
Scary guy (what) terrified (uh)
You ain't making no moves you so paralyzed (uh)
I treat the trap like a paradise
Been had a check no need to be verified
No cappin I'm talking in lower case
I'm sonning these niggas ask Lauren Lake
Don't fuck the pigs I just order steak
They try to catch up but they sorta late
I do all this shit on my own
I'm Antiii but I'm not alone
I'm heading to where I belong
A king that sit on the throne
I handle my biz I'm grown
FaceTiming my kid on the phone
He know that daddy's a hustler
You know that I'm bringing it home

You bout that life boy you gotta be certain
I got mouths to feed nigga I gotta be working
It been a while since my pockets been hurting
Losing my cool bitch I'm hot like a furnace
Cant handle biz on the phone, it's always better when you talking in person
I'm running shit while they walking in circles
Keep that way till they dropping the curtains
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can't wait on chances boy you gotta go take
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can't wait on chances boy you gotta go take em
Dollars out here and I gotta go make 'em
Fuck a hater tell a hater hate 'em
I'm big poppa you see how I create 'em
I just raised the bar don't got time to raise 'em

I gotta get mine so they been calling me selfish
They been hating so I been calling them jealous
She got her head in my pelvis I get ahead like a helmet
Seafood for breakfast I'm cracking snacking on shellfish
I fire the blunt and it melted
I'm different I'm very unique
These bench-warming niggas can barely compete
I'm a pothole how I tear up the streets
Im on a buzz everywhere I be
Cat got your tongue putting hair in the teeth
Niggas go vegan, they scared of beef
Gotta stay woke when I'm buried, I sleep
I need that money like I need the air that breathe
No matter where I go, I'm repping the East
They taking L's like they checking IDs
I gotta win for myself and my seed
Damn I just leveled up
I done got over the regular
I had to cross out the negative
Speak for my dawgs and my relatives
I do all this shit on my own
I'm Antiii but I'm not alone
I'm heading to where I belong
A king that sit on the throne
I handle my biz I'm grown
FaceTiming my kid on the phone
He know that daddy's a hustler
You know that I'm bringing it home

You bout that life boy you gotta be certain
I got mouths to feed nigga I gotta be working
It been a while since my pockets been hurting
Losing my cool bitch I'm hot like a furnace
Cant handle biz on the phone, it's always better when you talking in person
I'm running shit while they walking in circles
Keep that way till they dropping the curtains
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can't wait on chances boy you gotta go take
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can't wait on chances boy you gotta go take em
Dollars out here and I gotta go make 'em
Fuck a hater tell a hater hate 'em
I'm big poppa you see how I create 'em
I just raised the bar don't got time to raise 'em

Written by:
Donald Eames

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