Swaine - ​buffet

{intro}
Yeah, i should've said- came in earlier
But i was checking if the bpm was right

{verse}
Yeah, shout out me, miles, eric and scotty
Shout out everybody else who thinks they in but they oughta be
Flippin' burgers at mcdonald's for like minimum wage
Make a hundred bucks, go home and call it a day
Look, yeah, i think i'm runnin' astray
Feeling hungrier than ever with the fulliest plate
And i'm bullyin' everybody who gets in my way
It's a buffet, well just for me, the fuck did you think?
I ain't feeding no starving artist, 'cause i be one too
Them little three-fours you drop won't feed the family of two
When i was five and six, i started seeing my little view
My little vision of them seven, eight years i've been through
And now my nine and ten, i'm grinding through to make sure it's true
When i'm popping, i make sure to laugh at you from a pool, yeah
Yeah, it's too easy
When i say i don't give a fuck, i mean it
I'm the new wave, motherfucker, believe it
Everybody got a surfboard, i don't need it (i don't need it)
Everybody got a surfboard, i don't fucking need it

{outro}
Give me, give me, two years
I'll see you then