Bailey Hutton - No Groceries Lyrics

That target on my back
I just tell 'em to shoot
Before I kick this bucket baby let me lace up my boots
I don't feel bad for that shit
But I got dirt on my shoes
And I been growing like a tree
But I stay true to my roots
See I just do what I do
I'm tryna get to the loot
In your head, I know my flows stay stickin' like glue
You can tell me anything Bailey
Shit, oh you say you trust me bitch
I don't trust you
Cuz all that shit you told me ain't true
And now you tryna frame me for some things that I ain't do
But I ain't worried 'bout a thing mane
Like I'm in that bitch with no rubber
I ain't got no damn groceries but I'll probably just eat that pussy for supper
Wassup with you with motherf*ckers
Wassup with rap
My lyrics make these other rappers look like rugrats
Yeah, immature, acting like a bunch of damn kids
All them songs they putting out and they ain't even saying shit
God damn
Setting fire to the game and you know it
My notebook looking like a f*cking flame thrower
She said meet me at the hotel I came to her
Laid with her
Played with her
Stayed with her
Came in her
Now her man stay bitter
I know he having trouble tryna sleep
And I know I killed that pussy
I had blood on my sheets
And if that bitch boy want the heat
Tell him pull up on my street
Eleven months I been vegan
But I'm praying for this beef
And I swear I'm not a bad guy
But at this point in my life I should probably be rebaptized
To get me through this bad time
Thought you had that knotted up
I guess you just had some bad ties
I'll leave your lil silver spoon ass with two black eyes
You gon' wish you a flatline
You gon' wish that you sat down as soon as I stepped in
Same night that she f*cked me
Same day that she left him
Damn, ain't this life a bitch
Yeah it is
But it's sad you cuz you still love her
Ain't this life a bitch and it's sad 'cause we still love it though
It is what it is man