Will Rap For F.O.O.D.

[Verse 1] I’ve Been Waking Up, Shaken Up, Is Rapping Really For Me? Everybody Got A Story, But The Talking Really Bore Me I Was Scared As A Shorty, Might Have Been A Little Noisy Going Bonkers, Gotta Get It, But Nobody Would Employ Me At The Age Of Fifteen, I Bought A Mothafuckin’ Forty Prolly By The Age Of Twenty, I’ll Be Looking Like I’m Forty The Defects Of Being Stressed, Plus My Vision 20/40 Meaning Hit The Twenties, But Won’t Live To See Me Reach The Forties No Guts, No Glory, Take My Heart In Return For Always Having My Back Though It Might Seem A Little Gory As I Walk By, Her Eyes Began To Explore Me As A Fan, She Adore Me As A Friend, She Ignore Me She Tried But Couldn’t Force Me, My Southern Lover Before Me The Ride Was Ended Shortly, Inside She Still Support Me Remind Me How I Lost My Best Friend To My Best Friend And Just To Think The Love Of My Life Love My Best Man Bonkers [Hook] It’s Like The More I Smoke On Doja, The Closer I Get To Closure I’m Just Doing What I’m Pose To Steady Droppin’ Songs Just To Hold The People Over Just Tryna Keep My Composure, Words From Locomotor That’s My Southern Lover, How Soon Will She Up & Leave Me My Heart As Cold As Ever, How Long Will It Take To Freeze Me In The Cold Spittin’ Bars, Just Hoping Someone Would See Me With A Sign That Say “Will Rap For F.O.O.D.” Hoping Someone Would Feed Me [Verse 2] F*ck A Circle, Loyalty Ain’t Never Had A Shape Hard To Know Your Hometown, When You In & Out Of States Going Bonkers, Same Day They Had My Marijuana Laced Hanging With The Smokers Used To Make Me Feel Out Of Place Chilling In The Basement Thinking About All The Time & Money That We Wasted Pray I’m Never Complacent, My Mind Is Never Vacant But The Lean Might Have Done Some Rerarrangements And I Father So Many Rappers With My Sixteen’s My Sixteen’s Could Probably Premier To Be On Sixteen & Pregnant I Know My Life Hectic, It Get Crazy By The Second I Just Break Life Into Segments, Spend My Time At Southern Crescent Years of Love Forgot In Hatred Of A Minute Three To Five Days It Take For A Fucking Shipment Just To Read My Love Letter, I Could Have Done Better But I’ve Yet To Prove Efficient, Just To Putting Pieces Together [Hook] [Verse 3] Things Will Never Be The Same, She Always Wondering What Happened To You It’s Nothing Much, So I Tell Her Thank You For Asking She Should Have Guessed My Reaction, But She Only Know A Fraction I Guess That’s Why She Keep On Telling Me Don’t Be So Ration-al There’s A Big Difference From When You Ten & Rapping I Lost The Enthusiasm, Was Overthinking My Passion Tryna Put Things I Imagine Into Action, Where Was You? Found A New Companion, Think I‘m Getting Ahead Of You I Find Myself Holding Onto The Memories, Instead Of You The Memories Will Never Change, Even When The People Do My Southern Lover, What It Do? You’ll Be Here In Due Time So I’m About To Kill Due, Only If You Niggas Knew That AWNP Grind, Scout Me I Miss You, But You Doing Fine…Without Me It’s Funny How My Mother Took The Time, To Doubt Me But I Don’t Care Cause She Don’t Know A Dime…About Me BONKERS ! [Hook]