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white people steak - eddie drippin lyrics

[intro]
i’m in my feelings right now
nah sayin
that’s why i just gotta—
just gotta get on the beat instead of
you know twitter, you know facebook
you nah sayin, posting long -ss post
i rather put it on a song
ya dig
yea yea

[chorus]
sometimes i feel like my life finna end
might just go crazy and grab that fn
my mama go crazy sometimes on that gin
my daddy sold dope but ain’t been to the pin
i’m way to d-mn blessed to be livin in sin
i rite all mi wrongs and take l to da chin
i wanna just stack dis sh-t up for my kin
n-ggas too fake i don’t call em my friend

i just might draw down on all y’all
shoot rounds at the sky hope they come down
ima start bussin at all
im goin through sh-t i won’t call on y’all
n-ggas be fakin dey all flaw
dey build up a wall ima knock all down
and they can’t imagine what i saw
like white people steak i’m too raw

[verse 1]
the way i be feeling man i must be cursed
i try to sit down and put it in a verse
can’t get no d-mn privacy dis sh-t the worse
my folks in my head man this sh-t finna burst
i ain’t no d-mn christian don’t take me to church
i just shed a tear man i want this to work
get up on my grind gotta make this sh-t twerk
the way that i’m feeling you might just get murked

can’t n0body really feel my pain
to hide all the hurt went and bought me a chain
you ain’t been through sh-t can’t tell me a thing
they can’t see you crying when you crying in the rain
these n-ggas will sale they lil soul for the fame
no n-ggas dead that sold they lil soul for a chain
they ho by they self so they go join a gang
these n-ggas get caught all they gon do is sing

put my foot on the gas all i want is speed
i just might crash this lil sh-t in a tree
i don’t give a f-ck put the dash in my t–th
pull up wit that iron everybody get creased

[verse 2]
how you gone tell me about struggle lil n-gga when i ain’t had a job in months
i am tired of looking out for these little n-ggas went they ain’t looked out for me once
so much jealousy on these little n-ggas that’s why keep me a gun
got n-ggas don’t to me
cousins that’s crossing
weight on my heart like a ton

and i’m tired of acting with n-ggas
f-ck talking make it happen lil n-gga
get off my phone with all that cappin lil n-gga
let’s make a move and start this rapping lil n-gga
i’m tired of working let’s start trappin n-gga
let’s hit a l!ck and start just traveling n-gga
f-ck the front let’s get the back end lil n-gga
i ain’t rich so i’m vamping lil n-gga
yeah i know better but keep me a pole
i got some secrets i won’t tell a soul
these crackers run up right now and i won’t fall
i stick to the surface just like i’m some mold

[outro]
they’on believe in me
they’on believe
they’on believe in me, no
they’on believe
i gotta succeed
i gotta succeed
they’on believe in me, no
they’on believe

n-ggas be fake and they all flaw
i’m tryna get in that b-tch jaw

i’m too raw
i’m too rare
i’m too raw
white people steak
i’m too rare
i’m too raw

[untranscribable]

- eddie drippin lyrics

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