Food for Thought Lyrics

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What is your final object, your final goal?

What is the list to be completed by the time that you go?

The time you grow old, cause time can't be sold

Not for a dollar, a pent or a penny

Ya' collar up rockin' it plenty

Hollerin' it was seven twenties

Bragging about the new Bentley

While leaving all of the family

Back in the dust, to repair the rust

To get the new truck, see the bullets and duck

Where's the respect, where is the loyalty?

Respect for the Patek in effect you affect

The ones at the table who sharing the same plate

This ain't what Cube meant by a great day

A great day is ruined in the ruins of Babylon

Never to see the light again like Rod after marathons

Runnin' for the goal only to see that the soil you sowed

Never growed because the love you showed was dismissed

Growed up, glowed up, throned up so much

They forgot what you had told them, you ain't slick

How bad do you want to be rich?

To flood up and flaunt on the wrist

To have everybody know yo' name, like Sosa fame

But they ain't never needed you, nobody ever does

'Less you cocaín-a new version

Will always replace, there's always conversion

Like with the decimal place and a fraction

It ain't all that it seems

You may be hungry

But it's a game for the higher factions

Always mad when you cash in and cash out

So it's dangerous to reach in and get a bag out

I wish for that as well, but not for popping a tag out

But with everything comes a cost

Think you've won but you've lost

The line that you've crossed

Is merely a crack in the sidewalk

If cement could speak, then the lines talk

Uh

Yeah

Yo yo yo, I-

I ain't done, I ain't done

Let me finish

Ayo DJ put that beat back on for me

That's more like it, let's get it

Yes there's always a silver lining, but the clouds are much bigger

There's a cause to every effect

A cost to every Patek

Know what you doin

Know if you fluent, they finna use you

They finna use you, they finna give you the world then take it

Take ya' life then break it

All because you had hopped on the wrong train on the station

Just be cautious as the snake, but steer clear from snakin'

Yeah

Thank y'all, thank y'all so much, thank you

Thank you

I appreciate every single one of you

Thank you for coming out here tonight to see me

It means a lot, but um

But can we please quiet it down real quick, real quick

There's still one more part of the song

I want everybody to hear before they leave tonight

So, quiet it down

Just listen to this one last part

Thank you

So once again, what matters to you?

Is it wealth, fame, power?

Or is it something more than these?

We all must find what it is for ourselves that we care about

You can gain all the material things this world has to offer

But that only opens a hole in you

And there ain't much to fill it with, I can tell you that right now

Not that kind of crater

No, not that kind of hole

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah