Chef Boyardee Lyrics

I remember days sleeping round them blood hounds

Free my niggas that's still stuck up in that dog pound

Fuck the system

Can't forgive them till they all out

Like I'm two three with the rock I'm bouta ball out

Yea

Can't smoke on trees

Chase the cheese

I want ravioli

Chef Boyardee

Whipping keys

Now it's never on me

Begged the prosecutor please try give me a plea

Now I got six months

Watch I'm bouta get out in three

Why they acting like they do when they done even know me

Kap an Karti ain't the same but bro really my homie

Talk to him a lot whenever I start feeling lonely

shorted out my circle tryna take out all the phony

Yea

My lil wodie died because he oded

I told my Brodie slide he let off forty

I'm on probation now I'm staying lowkey

I'm skating on thin ice like I'm Rick Foley

I was living in Dunwoody I was struggling

Jus for all them days I want me a new cullining

Look at all this shit in my life that I'm juggling

If you gotta say some speak up why you mumbling

Stay the same in my journey cause I know I'm close to fame

Make a name now I'm nobody it's driving me insane

I can't change I been focusing on staying in my lane

Got a stain in my heart no one can ever feel this pain

I remember days sleeping round them blood hounds

Free my niggas that's still stuck up in that dog pound

Fuck the system

Can't forgive them till they all out

Like I'm two three with the rock I'm bouta ball out

Yea

Can't smoke on trees

Chase the cheese

I want ravioli

Chef Boyardee

Whipping keys

Now it's never on me

Begged the prosecutor please try give me a plea

Now I got six months

Watch I'm bouta get out in three

I know they'll be mad

Wait till I go out an get that bag

An I'm smoking gas

Off probation hit up my plug fast

Got a drug test coming

I know that they hoping I won't pass

Got evaluation

How you gone tell me if I need class

Blick don't got no coolant kit so when I shoot it's gone get hot

Caught em speaking on my name but didn't I tell yo lil ass stop

You ain't wanna speak on times I fed you food all that I bought

You can say the shit you want but yo ass better not get caught

Folded on me cut you off but I ain't tripping that's your loss

Someone try me gun him down an I can put that on the cross

I can never be no follower I'll always be the boss

Got no boat to pass this river I'll still find a way across

Told me that you needed me but when I needed you you left

Had this one chick that stole my heart I called it in for theft

Got away with it a couple times had no choice to accept

But I learned from that so this time round I know I'll come correct

Like I'm Nike I just do it for the check

I remember days sleeping round them blood hounds

Free my niggas that's still stuck up in that dog pound

Fuck the system

Can't forgive them till they all out

Like I'm two three wits the rock I'm bouta ball out

Yea

Can't smoke on trees

Chase the cheese

I want ravioli

Chef Boyardee

Whipping keys

Now it's never on me

Begged the prosecutor please try give me a plea

Now I got six months

Watch I'm bouta get out in three