Hook

What you bringing to the table I say soul baby
Fuck a silver spoon we out here for the gold, so you know
I ain't finishing yet I want seconds and thirds and fourths
I got the fire inside more so than ever before
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by-eye-eye
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by-eye-eye
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by

Verse 1

Look in my fridge and there's not enough food
Living in poverty what can we do
Got to the elders and ask for a sign
But their advice is gobbledygook
Gotta be wise gotta be true
For oneself not for the crew
Many don't love you like they say
Just convenient time and place
All a waste
Looking for status tryna chase
Fall from grace
Living in sin all kinds of shades
Fell out of love to reside in rage
End in the mud or inside a cage
Bridges burning, shit keeps turning
Disconcertion, introversion
I just gotta get British sterling
Coming like a mouse to cheese
Scrounging around debris
Still we got mouths to feed
And the rest is irrelevant or so it seems
Being broke is a joke and I've been in stitches I'm tryna sew the seams
Had a lack of attention so they gotta know it's me
Means any lost friendships they gotta notice me
Hate me cause I ain't wiping no slate clean I ain't got OCD
my own P P O if I P O P hope that you're no O P P

Hook

What you bringing to the table I say soul baby
Fuck a silver spoon we out here for the gold, so you know
I ain't finishing yet I want seconds and thirds and fourths
I got the fire inside more so than ever before
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by-eye-eye
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by-eye-eye
Hit the belly cause we barely getting by


Verse 2

As you grow older you figure it out
Things that you wanted ain't filling you out
Could be the money or is it the clout
Feeling deficient in my nutrition
Thinking material things were additions
All of that gobbledygook that I didn't want to be true
I shoulda just listened
None wiser to wisdom
But do not miss it
Not everyone perfect, not everyones worth it
I'm all for the betterment that's why I'm measuring everyone's service
And if it's working we get seconds and thirds in
We feed off each other
And then you're my person
And then I feel surfeit
Then I feel satiated
I can go without so long as you eating know that I ain't complaining
Been stuck in the cycle and the whole aim's to break it
So if you've got the hammer then I've got the wrench
Me and the fam that's batty and bench
Funny was all about stacking the bread
But I don't need the dough like I had in my head
I want love and support and I come for it all
Scraping the dutchie for more
Come like a buffet got all of us stuffing up
Why'd you think we got the tupperware for
And it's no takeaway but my take away
Is if there's not a way then we'll make a way
And set the table up and go say our grace