Ted the Poet - Reservations Lyrics

Know a lot of people wishing hell on me
I got reservations, when I show up, they gon' welcome me
I got me, so worry 'bout yourself, homie
Used to have too many friends, but then that number fell slowly
I know a lot of people wishing hell on me
I got reservations, when I show up, they gon' welcome me
I got me, so worry 'bout yourself, homie
Used to have too many friends, but then that number fell slowly
Yeah, green dollar bill, same color hate
Why they tryna eat off another's plate
No cap, but it's still in upper case
I should f*ck around and just, hold up, wait
What the heck am I complaining about?
Ain't got shit in my checking and savings account
But I know when I check and there's greater amounts
I'll have some f*cking ex with my name in her mouth
Least I ain't have no damn babies come out
Just to pay 'til they're 18, vacating the house
Ain't got no baby mamas to dangle a child
Like, "Haha, no visitation allowed"
I've got some people I dropped
Like, "F*ck Ted the Poet, man, he gonna flop"
But I'm the cream of the crop
Give me one reason to stop
Give me one thing that I'm not
We was two peas in a pod
Things went from even to odd
Use to want two do everything four you
Now, when I've one, shit three is a crowd
Know a lot of people wishing hell on me
I got reservations, when I show up, they gon' welcome me
I got me, so worry 'bout yourself, homie
Used to have too many friends, but then that number fell slowly
Know a lot of people wishing hell on me
I got reservations, when I show up, they gon' welcome me
I got me, so worry 'bout yourself, homie
Used to have too many friends, but then that number fell slowly
Know a lot of people wishing hell on me
I got reservations, when I show up, they gon' welcome me
I got me, so worry 'bout yourself, homie
Used to have too many friends, but then that number fell slowly