Steak N Lobster - Babyface Ray

How would shit be if you was still here?

Pain runnin' deep, I can’t even show it (Pain runnin' deep)

Don’t tell 'em 'bout your feelings, don’t nobody care

Fuckin' up the check, man, I’m doin' shit for fun

Gettin' real money, man, I love it here

I’ll push a button, nigga, I’ll turn it up (Turn it up)

Buyin' Cristal like it’s Bel Air

Buyin' codeine like this shit deep

Big boy blunts like my nigga E’s

Punchin' in the road, watch me bob and weave

My ho lookin' good, we ain’t buyin' weed

Keep it too trill, last of a dying breed

I just woke up, cold sweat, I got demons over me

Got the plug on pause, I got fans overseas

Man, I hate being alone, got a nigga ho with me

Creepin' on the low (Low)

Probably wouldn’t never say a word if I was broke (Uh-uh)

Matter fact, you wouldn’t see me, I’d be gone

Shawty playin', like she E.T., took her home

Windows tinted, on the freeway gettin' dome

I been loadin' up on the stretch, shits crazy

Boy, you better get up off yo' ass, free 80s

Poodie text my line, «Life fast, be patient»

But mama told me never leave nothin' on the table

Yeah

She can’t even dance, we threw money up the—

Hah, ayy, yeah

She can’t even dance, we threw money up the stage

Nigga, yeah

Man, I can’t complain, man, all this shit is profit

My nigga in the feds and he eatin' steak and lobster