[Verse 1]
Look I've been putting in that dumb work
Shout out to the real ones on the come up that have done dirt
Moved so many packs over the phone that they thumbs hurt
Get rich or die trying it’s just which one come first
I remember ain't nobody picking us
See some green now they switching clubs like it's pitch and putt
American flag same colour as the crips and bloods
I ain’t picking sides if you hungry you can sit with us
Yea that's shit I'm rolling with
And if you fucking salty lower ya dosages of sodium
That shit'll fuck ya head up more than coca more than opium Custodian, cleaning up my own shit let homies in
“An army marches on it's stomach”
Soldiers of Napoleon and if you wanna go to war it's Trojans or the Soviets
Or Genghis Khan when controlling the Mongolians
Moral of the story stay fed that's the goal again
Eating since the signature to label
Black Thought favourite rapper but I'm listening to Quavo
Get the whole bread middle of the bagel
On the road fed like you in a winnebago
[Chorus]
Only couple people at my table table
If you fucking hungry I got platefuls
Yes bitch I’m signed to a label and if you double cross me when I cross you break yo ankles
I don’t got no killers on the payroll
Talk that shit you going out of business like a payphone
Industry is spinning in tornado
Cheddar split it with you get the queso
Others got no business at my table
Others got no business at my table
Others got no business at my table
If you're ridin for me then you’re sittin at my table
[Verse 2]
Italian like the mafia
Mask off see the future this the Phantom of the Opera
Grandma 80 still make pasta and lasagna
Shout out to my cousin I think that he actually a mobster
He don't talk about it real gangster, no imposter
From the same fam that went off and assassinated Hoffa
Paid the Irishmen to do the dirty work
Every month I'm on one like it's after the 31st
Sit with me you probably ok huh?
If you do I’ll treat you like an oligarch with paper
I'm a feed you more than a motherfucking Saudi in Arabia
Watch me do some business out in Boston to Australia
Bahamas to Jamaica and Caracas Venezuela
Off to Lithuania and then Prague and then Romania
Cross the Himalayas to the continent of Asia
My white boy out in Mecca saying assalamualaikum
Everywhere got people on my side
If they hungry, we'd be feastin
You gon' eat with me tonight
If you bring nothing to the table then you're uninvited
If i see you bite the hand that feeds you I'll get fucking violent
Hungry viking serial killer with a hunting license
Til my mode is to flip on ya squad busta rhyming
On some custom diamond shining shit I'm able
And if you grinding for me than we dining at my table
[Chorus]
Only couple people at my table table
If you fucking hungry I got platefuls
Yes bitch I'm signed to a label and if you double cross me when I cross you break yo ankles
I don't got no killers on the payroll
Talk that shit you going out of businesslike a payphone
Industry is spinning in tornado
Cheddar split it with you get the queso
Others got no business at my table
Others got no businessat my table
Others got no businessat my table
If you're ridin for me then you're sittin at my table