Eat Lyrics - Young M.a

It's Red Lyfe 

It's Red Lyfe 

Nobody safe anymore 

Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore 

Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think anymore 

I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more 

You gonna see red everywhere 

Like a steak when it's raw 

Fuck around and call me M.A Shakur 

Imma take them to war 

Top of the hill 

That's me waving that sword 

Couldn't wait to be on 

These rappers hate to be born 

Speaking of birth, I just wanna thank my mother 

For having me after she had my brother 

All that pain and that suffer 

She ain't just have us natural, the doctors they had to cut her (I love you ma) 

C section but what a blessing 

Who would've guessed that the next best is 

Nobody expected, me a she 

Nigga, accept it I'm here 

I swear to god I ain't scared of these niggas 

Damn, I'm must really put fear in these niggas 

Because they call me a dyke, a faggot, a gay bitch 

I ain't shit, that hate shit, that hatred, goddamn 

That just make them look less of a man, fam 

And to sit on y'all is part of the damn plan 

They just mad cause I beat the pussy like bam bam 

Because I'm making these bitches twerk on a handstand 

Nobody's talking that talk, the walk I talk it duke 

Word to Skype, how I see it is how I call it dude 

I open doors that they walking through 

Not to brag but it's important, too 

Cause they'll forget like I ain't killed shit 

Like an abortion true 

Don't you knew it's Redlyfe, nigga we call it red if you call it blue 

And while you guys, too busy bringing them foreigns through 

Yeah, flexing and stunting, doing what ballers do 

I leave with your bitch at the same club you brought her to 

If she a cougar, I tell her to bring her daughter too 

When I was broke, I never hated I just waited to flex 

Cause in my mind I already I knew I was next 

Now I all I do is finesse 

Straight bands got a few in his TEC 

Like jail calls, all I do is collect 

My stress level up but this is what I do when I'm stressed 

I make her go down like the sun doing the set 

I hear you talking but I don't consider you as a threat 

Like what's the name? You don't consider who as a threat? 

Exactly, it's M.A nigga I move as a threat 

They tryna knock me and it's funny cause they doing they best 

Shake the haters off like a dog do when it's wet 

I'm one down on them like a dog do when it fetch 

Rollie face blue look like somebody losing they breath 

It's cool, they can hate still ain't losing a check 

Real niggas know what's up, I ain't losing respect 

I'm like blood, I let the bars move through your flesh 

The more fame, the more problems man believe me 

But I ain't going nowhere nigga, they need me 

I eat this hating shit for breakfast, ah they feed me 

To beat me is like climbing mountains, the three peaks 

Niggas mad cause my bitch bad 

We throw ones on strippers 

Then we watch them stuff racks in they tip bag 

I used to sell O's by the zip bag 

Now we smoke fronto, not no zig zags 

My goons in the fields, not the internet 

I hate when niggas use the internet to send a threat 

FED's watching, so we ain't really into that 

That's your life, you gotta live with that 

When that hate don't work they start telling lies 

That's real shit, that's why these haters becoming like flies 

Get it, don't let these lines go over your mind 

But I'ma keep shitting, on 'em I hope you don't mind 

All that hating and they still ain't paid, yet 

By the way, I got a 100 bands stuffed in these beige sweats 

Got bags full of money, still ain't been to the bank yet 

Not really have time to deposit these chase checks 

I used to chase checks, now that money coming 

I'm talking fast, real fast like that money running 

Blue dye on my hands from all that money touching 

Blue dye on my pants from all that money rubbing 

Damn, I got a lotta bash for that phone shit 

Just the ones that think they know, but never know shit 

Shawty knew I was just playing on some joke shit 

Yeah, the Henny played a part we drunk the whole shit 

Man, they gotta understand this is just some road shit 

We just be fucking around, regular show shit 

I wasn't gonna say nothing was gonna hold shit 

But they made it seem like I was on some hoe shit, never that 

I been humble and I'm still humble 

And to the ones who turned on me, I still love you 

Keyz said "bro fuck 'em they gon' still bump you" 

And all these hoes that wanna fuck you, they gon' still want to 

You know haters gon' dickride they gon' still suck you 

And all these groupie niggas they gon' still bug you 

Just don't let the devil take your good spirits from you 

Just pray on it, stay focused keep your vision tunneled 

I love my team, I swear it's like we move in a huddle 

I don't let this shit affect me, I move in a bubble 

I swear my haters move in a bundle 

It's like they all come together like a fucking puzzle 

Til that thing go click like a seat buckle 

But I just smoke and sip the Henny 'til I'm seeing double 

My money long I can't afford to even be in trouble 

Accomplished so much I ain't tryna see it crumble 

Been working so much that I don't even see the hustle 

I just been flexing like you seen a muscle 

Fighting these demons they don't see the rumble 

Hold the ball, they rather see you fumble 

You act so low, they rather be above you 

You need a drink, naw I need a couple 

I'm just being honest, I'm being real 

I swear I'm being modest 

I don't gotta be fly, I'm fly in my pockets 

I rather invest money and triple my profit 

The fliest niggas be broke and it's eating they conscience 

Cause they pretend and they try to wear all these designers 

You call it designer, I call it disguising 

M.A speaking that knowledge, yeah I had to remind 'em 

Gotta preach 'em that real 

Gotta teach 'em that trill 

In this game is no love, either kill or be killed 

I get head from your bitch and it's fuck how they feel 

I ain't tryna be funny but I get dough like a dil 

Give me all attention, I need all the attention 

Bout to drop me a tape, collect all the commission 

My goons ready for war, told 'em hold they position 

They like M.A are you sure I'm ready to blow with the Smith & 

But they don't understand controversy made me hot 

So how the fuck think you the haters gon' make me stop 

They forgot that Dr. Watkins post made me pop 

I love this shit, this the shit that really made me guap 

Anyway I'm done talking to 'em, back to this money 

Some of y'all is a joke and I laugh cause it's funny 

But I'ma go and sip this tea, yo pass me the honey 

It's M.A and I'm back on my bully 

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