Wanhunnit - Meal Prep

These niggas mad like Im fuckin they misses
Is they mad I be ballin with no fucking assists
Guess they mad how them buckets be swishing
No tell me what got yall feeling indifferent
Is they mad that I drip a lil different
Am I pimpin they sisters
It was a choice thang she aint have to fuck with the pimpin
Am I cropping ya pictures
Am I fucking up the family image
Am I wrong because she hand me the digits
What can I say
My presence come in handy im gifted
Im like a bucket of fresh air
I'm sandy to bitches
Aint shit sweet over here but I'm eye candy to bitches
I can be the buisness
My mans be a witness
I keep a ike hand for these bitches
Im a young fly nigga
It aint never been hard for me to land any bitches
A gift of gab
I got quick saying for bitches
You should hear the thing my lips be saying to these bitches
But I mean it all
I got big plans for these bitches
Hand and hand on a beach now she falling sippin tea
Quick sand with these bitches
Made my mind up I wasnt into four play
I quit playing with these bitches
It aint shit to cut her off if she hand me the scissors
Im not playing
Although I rather her hand me her savings
You only ask for money
Is all she keep saying
Im sorry baby
I know it hurt how Im calling on her
Guess the weight on my shoulder just be falling on her
I know it hurt how im calling on her
Guess the weight on my shoulder just be falling on her
Im just tryna meal prep
Niggas looking at me like do you gotta mill yet
Million views million dollars
Did you sign a deal yet
Okay cool you aint fulfilled yet next
Shit was getting discouraging and I still stepped
Laced my shoes and still repped
Pet talks with myself while gassin my skill set
Deep breathes
You cant get impatient
Its gone be worth the waitin
They cant see the bigger picture
Then paint it my nigga
Look at where you came from my nigga
Look around again nah you aint the same my nigga
You a playa its a game my nigga
Yo shot coming just aim my nigga
I tried to tell these niggas
They aint really wanna listen
I was ready to go gorilla they was chicken
I can do it by myself I aint trippin
Shit just hit different when you doing it with yo niggas
Fuck it let me be obedient
Tap into my inner g again
Im a beast again
Yall aint have to help me cook
Yall couldve gathered the ingredients
Took me to the grocery store and helped pushed a cart
But I still gotta vision with yall in it I gotta pure heart
Know yall a eat me alive I gotta play it smart
I just wanted yall to play a part yall wasnt able
Life a movie
Discussion to be had at that table
Im hearing shit yall in the background playing
Wish I could forget some of the shit that I heard yall sayin
But Im just tryna meal prep
I aint gotta meal yet
I aint gotta deal yet
But I still gotta plan on ya march get set

Written by:
Jawan Love

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