"If I Can't Eat Right" lyrics
(feat. Gangsta Pill & Rochelle Fox)
Grind Time Rap Gang
Bang, bang, bang
Yeah, ah-ha
Yeah, ah-haha
See first (First), first you gotta get about your paper (Get about your paper, y'all)
And then you gotta make sure you eatin' good (I'm eatin' good)
'Cause if you eatin' good, you can devise a plan to get up out the hood (I'm planning, nigga, I'm planning), you understand me?
Get about your money, man
Eat right, sleep right, get right
Killa Killa the Benz, the belly getting bigger
Pretty women, they rub it, call it the playground
I fuck them good all night, next day we lay 'round
If it ain't good for some money, it ain't shit now
The pretty woman I'm humping, she moaning bitch now
Want me to love her so bad, she slit her wrist wild
I told her money over bitches, girl, you know the game
She said with you, boy, it is money over everything
She begged Michael, quit the game. I told her fall back
You sweet as sugar, from your earlobe to your ass crack
Your pussy's good, and your head game, it's all that
But that ain't half as good as me making another stack
She look surprised, and tears welled in her pretty eyes
She said I'm pretty, Michael. I can have any guy
I told her, damn right, girl, you are stunning
But I'm rich, bitch, I can have any woman, come on
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (Okay)
And then I'm yawning (Yeah), and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Yeah)
If I ain't eating, I ain't sleeping, philosophical genius
When his blocks are the greenest
Pill is proper, you've seen it
I yawn when I got up
Fired the pirates pot up
Then I crock the spot up
The medicine, the product
.45th what I took
Eyes on the prize
A Martin Luther Green with nines of the pies
Or Malcolm X pill, pharmaceutical Ruger blower
To your next meal, got a good place where you can go
Please hide your bitch, ain't no telling what I do for dough
Colorado junkies, they say, they want the newest snow
Jays say they want that, straight drop for breakfast
Welcome to the rocker's house, baby. Can I help ya?
Streetlights from the daytime, now it's morning
My teeth bright, plus my pack is fat, and I'm yawning
Russell Simmons [?] nigga
Yeah, I'm fat-farming
Kush by the bush, let me call fat Norman
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep. I don't waste time
I come through trunk beatin' like the baseline
I'm lookin' good if your nigga wanna chase fine
I put his head down low, I call it FaceTime
I keep a nine to keep what's in my safe fine
A fine dime, money longer than a state line
They wanna bone, ain't no takin' me home
Unless you're ridin' on chrome, blowin' purp out the zone
I'm iced out, more gold than the Capitol dome
You need a feature, put my number at the top of your phone
I'm tryin' to tell 'em, get a book, "Hustles for Dummies"
'Cause I'm somethin' like a Scrooge when it comes to this money
I'm gettin' the, gettin' the, gettin' the cake
I'm goin' from soft to hard to heavy to weight
I'm like fat in the ass, but cute in the face
These bitches wanna step to me, but they can't 'cause?
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right (Uh)
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (Uh-huh)
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it (Ayy, what you doin'?)
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Right? We gettin' it)
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (This is... "The Grind" yeah)
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it (Grind Time Rap Gang)
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Bang, bang, bang)
Motherfuckers
Ask you a question
How you finna go to bed right now, and you gon' wake up in the morning broke?
How you gonna go to bed tonight knowing your kids gon' wake up hungry?
How you gonna go to bed tonight knowing that woman can't go to the store and buy what she want?
Get about your money, man
If you knew better, you would do better, man
If you knew how much you was worth, you would ask for more than you get
You understand me?
This is Grind Time Rap Gang
Mike bigger, nigga
I ain't lost a pound since I got a deal
You understand what the fuck I'm saying?
Yo, I'ma fire my boss, I'ma be my own boss
I'ma get my own money, nigga
I'ma come through the hood, riding on top 26s, candy paint and I'm stuntin', nigga
That's why I tell myself every morning, nigga
I get my motherfuckin' mind correct, nigga
If I can't eat, I can't sleep
Get money, fuck hoes
Get money, get money, fuck hoes, yeah
Ladies, fuck niggas
Bang, bang, bang
Yeah, ah-ha
Yeah, ah-haha
See first (First), first you gotta get about your paper (Get about your paper, y'all)
And then you gotta make sure you eatin' good (I'm eatin' good)
'Cause if you eatin' good, you can devise a plan to get up out the hood (I'm planning, nigga, I'm planning), you understand me?
Get about your money, man
Eat right, sleep right, get right
Killa Killa the Benz, the belly getting bigger
Pretty women, they rub it, call it the playground
I fuck them good all night, next day we lay 'round
If it ain't good for some money, it ain't shit now
The pretty woman I'm humping, she moaning bitch now
Want me to love her so bad, she slit her wrist wild
I told her money over bitches, girl, you know the game
She said with you, boy, it is money over everything
She begged Michael, quit the game. I told her fall back
You sweet as sugar, from your earlobe to your ass crack
Your pussy's good, and your head game, it's all that
But that ain't half as good as me making another stack
She look surprised, and tears welled in her pretty eyes
She said I'm pretty, Michael. I can have any guy
I told her, damn right, girl, you are stunning
But I'm rich, bitch, I can have any woman, come on
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (Okay)
And then I'm yawning (Yeah), and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Yeah)
If I ain't eating, I ain't sleeping, philosophical genius
When his blocks are the greenest
Pill is proper, you've seen it
I yawn when I got up
Fired the pirates pot up
Then I crock the spot up
The medicine, the product
.45th what I took
Eyes on the prize
A Martin Luther Green with nines of the pies
Or Malcolm X pill, pharmaceutical Ruger blower
To your next meal, got a good place where you can go
Please hide your bitch, ain't no telling what I do for dough
Colorado junkies, they say, they want the newest snow
Jays say they want that, straight drop for breakfast
Welcome to the rocker's house, baby. Can I help ya?
Streetlights from the daytime, now it's morning
My teeth bright, plus my pack is fat, and I'm yawning
Russell Simmons [?] nigga
Yeah, I'm fat-farming
Kush by the bush, let me call fat Norman
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep. I don't waste time
I come through trunk beatin' like the baseline
I'm lookin' good if your nigga wanna chase fine
I put his head down low, I call it FaceTime
I keep a nine to keep what's in my safe fine
A fine dime, money longer than a state line
They wanna bone, ain't no takin' me home
Unless you're ridin' on chrome, blowin' purp out the zone
I'm iced out, more gold than the Capitol dome
You need a feature, put my number at the top of your phone
I'm tryin' to tell 'em, get a book, "Hustles for Dummies"
'Cause I'm somethin' like a Scrooge when it comes to this money
I'm gettin' the, gettin' the, gettin' the cake
I'm goin' from soft to hard to heavy to weight
I'm like fat in the ass, but cute in the face
These bitches wanna step to me, but they can't 'cause?
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right (Uh)
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (Uh-huh)
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it (Ayy, what you doin'?)
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Right? We gettin' it)
If I can't eat right, then I can't sleep right
I wake up in the morning and make sure my teeth bright (This is... "The Grind" yeah)
And then I'm yawning, and then I'm on it (Grind Time Rap Gang)
And then I'm in the trap all day 'til the morning (Bang, bang, bang)
Motherfuckers
Ask you a question
How you finna go to bed right now, and you gon' wake up in the morning broke?
How you gonna go to bed tonight knowing your kids gon' wake up hungry?
How you gonna go to bed tonight knowing that woman can't go to the store and buy what she want?
Get about your money, man
If you knew better, you would do better, man
If you knew how much you was worth, you would ask for more than you get
You understand me?
This is Grind Time Rap Gang
Mike bigger, nigga
I ain't lost a pound since I got a deal
You understand what the fuck I'm saying?
Yo, I'ma fire my boss, I'ma be my own boss
I'ma get my own money, nigga
I'ma come through the hood, riding on top 26s, candy paint and I'm stuntin', nigga
That's why I tell myself every morning, nigga
I get my motherfuckin' mind correct, nigga
If I can't eat, I can't sleep
Get money, fuck hoes
Get money, get money, fuck hoes, yeah
Ladies, fuck niggas
