SLOP TRAYS lyrics

[Verse]
Stand in front the store with the pole on me
Crumpled bills in the hoodie pocket, had the O on me (what you need?)
Looking out for squalor case they roll on me
Can't play the lobby, 'cause the super he done told on me (f*ck 'em)
My coke bumpin', my nose runny (ew)
Fiends runnin' that's more money, dope make 'em walk funny
Supply the block 'cause my dog hungry
Got a phone, 'bout 500 contacts, and they all junkies
Uncle still beggin' for a wake up
Last county trip, I seen a n*gga get his face cut (real life)
Box time where I really got my faith up (word)
Slop trays, n*ggas tradin' ramens for a shape up (sh*t is nasty)
Spent my time, on a bark, I'ma weight up (gotta wait up)
Now I'm jumpin' out the arch, put the 8 up (do the dash)
Tables turned like a disk jockey, I was tryna pitch properly
Put that money up and cop a big body (big body)
Never serve it by the rest, this sh*t, you know the rest
A TEC rippin' through your vest, leave an open chest (flatline)
I hit that pus*y once in traffic, but she give me neck (see me up)
Block bending, crack sales inside a stolen Lex
I roll the dice, I got my baby mother holding bets
Money down, threw trips, them I'm gon' collect (gimme that)
Shout out to all my n*ggas bidding make them calls collect (my n*ggas)
Sittin' in the county, still ain't get an offer yet (stuck up)
Used to skip school, now I just state hop' (trips)
Been a lot of speculation since the tape dropped'
sh*t, I just wanna keep it brief with n*ggas
It ain't no beef with n*ggas, just don't speak with n*ggas (that's how it go)
This sh*t right here, I drew it in my sleep, my n*gga (sleep)
But as of late, I been feelin' different beats, my n*gga (word)
You ain't with me, beat your feet, n*gga (beat your f*ckin' feet)
Gon' get it 'cause I got it off the street, my n*gga
Like f*ck you talkin' about