Sleep for dinner Hungry nights Dollar menu saved my life Blessings exist Oh, must be nice Dollar menu saved my life Ah shit, here go this nigga Aye, aye, nigga, what's up bruh? What you want today? Dollar menu saved my life Baby, everything gon' be a'ight Ten piece, but my mama didn't eat that night Promise, I'ma keep it 99 cent for life Last night I had sleep for dinner And the dreams feels good For dinner Mama an alchy Mama an alchy, stepdad a dope fiend Know how to sell drugs, know how to sell dreams Age of fourteen, I was doing my own thing But mama I'm hungry (hungry) 'Cause last night I had sleep for dinner And my consciousness eats way more than me From the women I hurt, from the people I leave, from the fires I feed Find a job on Indeed 'cause last night I only had sleep for dinner In Hell's Kitchen with the recipe for disaster In Long Beach donating plasma Would donate my sperm, but I can't 'cause I know how it feels to be bastard And last night I only had sleep for dinner Couldn't even afford a TV dinner Not a Banquet, a Kids Cuisine, Marie Callender's Don't know how many days left on my calendar Do you want it? 'Cause I'll give it to you Just like that, motherfucka! Sheesh! Do what I want Shoot! Do what I want Yeah, do what I want Yeah, do what I want Yeah, do what I want Yeah, do what you want Do what I want, yeah Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch Bring the bottles to me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu Big forehead, bitch, throw it back Hate rats, but I love hood rats Wait, what's that logo on his hat? L.A. county, do you know where you at? Take the order, make 'em McDouble back Sittin' at ya window with a Big Mac Ain't ashamed that I used to wear Shaqs 'Cause I hit a home run, slidin' to the 4batz Barry bonds Don't I do my look, erry time? Pop out, got him shook, erry time Niggas always cry wolf, erry time Put money on books, erry time And it's like that, you got goers, I would never look twice at Everything goin' good like a white staff I've been tearin' through the city in a white cat Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch Bring the bottles to me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu It's Big Bag Junior, Mr. Pot Scraper, I'm the Lord's favorite Throw a lot of money, do a lot of saving Don't tell that bitch, have my son 'less I'm shaded Can't beef with my BMs, I made it How I can't check my DMs? I made it I'm part of the motion club, I made it Nigga, I'm me, you, you, you hate it Look, Vaughn got a roster Might catch a boujee bitch leaving my casa Leavin' the cribo She want the tea, she only gon' take walk of shame in my shakka Just get a t-shirt She don't fuck with scrubs 'cause she want that body that she get from doctors Dr. Miami Come fuck with a whoppa, come fuck with a whoppa Standin' on couches 'cause I'm trying to fuck that bitch Bring the bottles to me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu Started off broke, now I got that munyun, blicky, I got it with me Y'all be in DMs beggin' these hoes I feed off the dollar menu