Lyrics Don't Eat - Thre3-O

You don't work ya don't eat Nigga
Whether you in or out the streets nigga
You gotta make ends meet nigga
These Bills coming every week Nigga
I'm getting paid everyday doe
I be dressin like a nigga selling yayo
Fresh track suit nigga no kango
Wake up in the morning smoking weed eating mango

Eating dates and grapes we don't talk to the jakes
You get flipped like a crape you act like a snake
I seen that he was fake now he wanna debate
He lost faith man I see that shit all in his face
No nuts and heart filled with hate
I just lost all love respect and restraint
Cuz I can't fuck with no nigga sit around complain
Fuck dat bitch fuck a bitch it's part of the game
You lucked up if she trif you ain't give her your name
You fucked up on social and this shit is a shame
He gone guilt trip the squad be like niggas done changed
Nigga you been a bitch and you still is the same
I ain't even mad at you just given you game
I just happen to be Wrighting and came up with flames
I can't lie that you my brother the love done changed
But unless it's about yo kids keep that shit the same

You don't work ya don't eat Nigga
Whether you in or out the streets nigga
You gotta make ends meet nigga
These Bills coming every week Nigga
I'm getting paid everyday doe
I be dressin like a nigga selling yayo
Fresh track suit nigga no kango
Wake up in the morning smoking weed eating mango

This beat need a jada laugh
Cuz this the shit that make a hatter mad
And a nigga getting paper glad
Thank god that I had my dad
We all had single mothers
Can't be man growing up thinking like a woman
I gotta raise two sons that's just how I'm coming
I don't care wat they do just can't be no bitch
Stand on your own to you don't sit when you piss
You gotta focus on yo purpose bull shit dismiss
Don't be beefing wit no nigga over the internet
And don't you ever start some shit behind no damn chic
Don't bring nobody in some shit you got yo self in
You ain't no boss if you only want to see yo self win
I ain't even mad at you just giving you game
I just happen to be writing and came up with flames
It's crazy that our kids won't know each other names
But I blame myself when we was kids I knew you was a lame

You don't work ya don't eat Nigga
Whether you in or out the streets nigga
You gotta make ends meet nigga
These Bills coming every week Nigga
I'm getting paid everyday doe
I be dressin like a nigga selling yayo
Fresh track suit nigga no kango
Wake up in the morning smoking weed eating mango