Lyrics Eating - Twice

I been loving the ringing on my trap lately
I love them kisses when I say I be back baby
I'm a son of a hustler that's how dad raised me
I set up shop these customers bring me cash daily
Need a menu all these flavors how many kinds it is
The clock say get some paper so that's what time it is
Still at it 24 hours later that's what grinding is
Blue strips on a whole lot of paper when I'm signing in
It's a lot of weight on me got to get that pack off
Why they hate on me when I put forgis on the scat dog
Guess they couldn't believe their eyes when I pulled that off
Then I went to the lot and I pulled a cat off
I'm gritting minding my business niggas should do the same
I really rhyme what I'm living none of the lyrics lame
Been 100 since the beginning I could never change
In yo face they be grinning then get to moving strange

I be gritting until I can't nomore
It got me eating I ain't talking plate and fork
But I'm in the kitchen with that plate and fork
So it's nomore eating off that plate and fork

The residue on the plate take care of the residence
Only bill I vote on is for dead presidents
If you ain't calling about a check then it's irrelevant
Delete all calls and texts can't leave no evidence
I really get to it just trying to make it out
Dirty glad bags in the trash make sure I take it out
Run it up on the back streets until I find a safer route
Riding with a Glock and a key while I'm on this paper route
Brought out a Glock 32 this today's heat
I call it Tyrann Mathieu with no safety
I know what you won't do is play me
I'm forever one two like Tom Brady
It's funny niggas faking like they're in the field
Praying the mail don't get taken but ima send them still
The streets love nobody but I'm in them still
Allergic to these nobodies I need some Benadryl

I be gritting until I can't nomore
It got me eating I ain't talking plate and fork
But I'm in the kitchen with that plate and fork
So it's nomore eating off that plate and fork