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Performed By: Aryes Combs
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Ayres Brathwaite




Aryes Combs - Regular Lyrics




Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away

I swear I hate a nigga
Can't stand a nigga
Fake with a nigga
Hate a nigga
That got four eyes
And stay watching figures
Hate a nigga that just be in it
Really for the pictures
Or the types that sneak diss
And just say they f*ckin with you

I ain't never had shit
They couldn't do me a favor
When I was countin on them
They was saying now or later
Type of greedy niggas
Take the prize
And say later alligator
You supposed to be my mans
Of course my number one hater

Lemme slow down the flow
Put y'all on the tea
I don't care what you say
Nobody better then me
They don't wanna hear me now
Gon be mad at the fee
You don't believe in me
You can not live this life with the me

I was working young
Shit was tight
I was really dumb
When they ate I ate
We was eating cheese bun
The kinda niggas
Get in trouble
Really, just for having fun
Throw dirt on your name
But they swear they ya sons

When I eat
I devour
Nothing left on my plate
No cap just
Went on a date with just Kate
Ate it up it was great
Checked the time
It was late
But you spent all this time
Building all of this hate

Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away

I never had time to waste
So I always kept it moving
Don't
Brag about your bitch
Cause I swear she confusing
You really worried bout me
Really watching what I'm doing
Too busy watching me
Wondering why (Yeah)
You losing
Bussing my ass
9 to 5
5 all the time
After 5
Got another job
Right after 9
9 to 5
5 to 9
After that I hit the stu
Don't have time for the shit
So
Whatchu tryna do

They gon expose all your secrets
When shit hit the fan
Crazy how I propel
Elevating off the land
You prepared
Yeah I know
Took me years to just plan
Now little bitch
Imma do everything I can

They gon hate my shit
I know
Tell my shit is lame
It is lame
Cause I'm different
Constructing my new lane
Yeah I came in the game
With a different mind frame
So of course the picture different
And the lord is to blame
Grateful for everything
The struggle that really came
And the old exotic hoes
And ones that are plain
Now me and my niggas
First class on a plane
Was warning them
Bout my shit
It's really insane

Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away
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English

Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away

I swear I hate a nigga
Can't stand a nigga
Fake with a nigga
Hate a nigga
That got four eyes
And stay watching figures
Hate a nigga that just be in it
Really for the pictures
Or the types that sneak diss
And just say they f*ckin with you

I ain't never had shit
They couldn't do me a favor
When I was countin on them
They was saying now or later
Type of greedy niggas
Take the prize
And say later alligator
You supposed to be my mans
Of course my number one hater

Lemme slow down the flow
Put y'all on the tea
I don't care what you say
Nobody better then me
They don't wanna hear me now
Gon be mad at the fee
You don't believe in me
You can not live this life with the me

I was working young
Shit was tight
I was really dumb
When they ate I ate
We was eating cheese bun
The kinda niggas
Get in trouble
Really, just for having fun
Throw dirt on your name
But they swear they ya sons

When I eat
I devour
Nothing left on my plate
No cap just
Went on a date with just Kate
Ate it up it was great
Checked the time
It was late
But you spent all this time
Building all of this hate

Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away

I never had time to waste
So I always kept it moving
Don't
Brag about your bitch
Cause I swear she confusing
You really worried bout me
Really watching what I'm doing
Too busy watching me
Wondering why (Yeah)
You losing
Bussing my ass
9 to 5
5 all the time
After 5
Got another job
Right after 9
9 to 5
5 to 9
After that I hit the stu
Don't have time for the shit
So
Whatchu tryna do

They gon expose all your secrets
When shit hit the fan
Crazy how I propel
Elevating off the land
You prepared
Yeah I know
Took me years to just plan
Now little bitch
Imma do everything I can

They gon hate my shit
I know
Tell my shit is lame
It is lame
Cause I'm different
Constructing my new lane
Yeah I came in the game
With a different mind frame
So of course the picture different
And the lord is to blame
Grateful for everything
The struggle that really came
And the old exotic hoes
And ones that are plain
Now me and my niggas
First class on a plane
Was warning them
Bout my shit
It's really insane

Don't have food
On my plate
Man, thats regular
Believing in click bait
Man, that's regular
Fake niggas tryna relate
Man that's regular
I could spot you niggas from
Miles away
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Writer: Ayres Brathwaite
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