Eat Or Starve

(album: Courtesy Of The Mafia - 2018)

Are you in the mafia?
(Am I in the what?)
Whatever you want to call it, Organized crime
(I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up)

I'm a keep this shit 100, ain't nobody gave me nothing
I'm a big wolf, I'm hungry
Most these rap niggas, they funny
Assault rifle like a monkey
Camouflage like I'm hunting
30 rounds this shit poking, I'll leave a nigga shit open
Got some niggas in the feds, got some niggas on parole
Mike Amiri cost a roll
Every bitch I fucked with cold
I'm like Icewood in 04', I'm a Streetlord fasho
Bend it over, touch yo toes
I'm a throw this shit on the floor
Hell yeah I'm from Detroit, but I get love on that road
Bitches on a nigga dick now, couldn't get a hug from them hoes
I got a fetish for Medusa, running through orange like hookah
Meech not playing, he'll shoot ya if you bitch niggas act stupid

I know death gotta be easy, cause this life shit get hard
Fuck them hoes, fuck them cars
You gone eat or you gone starve
RIP my niggas, free my dawgs
Gotta know who real and who fraud
This Detroit shit so small, I take my mop stick to the mall
Damedot bitch the realist
You ain't getting money, nigga kill it
Pussy nigga you ain't no killa, I'm a mothafucking gorilla
Moms with me, right or wrong
Everybody solid won't fold
We ain't falling out about hoes, that's how real shit go

I'm a keep this shit 1000
Bitch I'm suppose to be on an island
These niggas hate when you smiling
Hoes got so much mileage
I just sit back and just laughing
Nigga be yourself, you a actor
Hating niggas ain't no factor, they gone get you there no faster
Boy I put that work in, grab a blender
Put that work in, I'm surgical with them tools like a surgeon
My boy who got a 8 of that wop, this shit is urgent
We came up, we ain't have nothing
Now we splurging
Bitch look at me now
Fam wanted to see me up, bet that they happy now
Hoes funny, told me no then
Getting at me now
One time for my niggas who ain't let me down

I know death gotta be easy, cause this life shit get hard
Fuck them hoes, fuck them cars
You gone eat or you gone starve
RIP my niggas, free my dawgs
Gotta know who real and who fraud
This Detroit shit so small, I take my mop stick to the mall
Damedot bitch the realist
You ain't getting money, nigga kill it
Pussy nigga you ain't no killa, I'm a mothafucking gorilla
Moms with me, right or wrong
Everybody solid won't fold
We ain't falling out about hoes, that's how real shit go