Top Songs By Derez De'Shon
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derez De'Shon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derez De'Shon
Songwriter
London Holmes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(We got London on da Track)
[Verse 2]
How you expect me not to eat you?
When I was starvin', you ain't feed me
And now a **** fed up
Got two kids and plus I'm broke
We been sleepin' on the floor
And all you say is, keep your head up
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, fed up
Fed up, fed up
Sellin' dope outside my door until the Feds come
[Verse 3]
Sellin' dope outside my mama door
Feelin' like I gotta get it and I get it, I want some more
I got two children, I want some more, but right now I can't afford
Sellin' dope outside the apartment building till they callin' the folks
Just tryna keep on the cable
I'm just tryna keep it stable
I'm just tryna feed my babies
Ain't nobody did me no favors
Bills due, rent late, lights off
Can't see in this bitch
Fuck all that friend shit, the friendships were last year
Ain't nobody been real
I'm by myself
I did it on my own, I ain't asking for no help
I been in and out of homes, sleepin' on floors for real
And my pride won't let me ask for help
'Cause lately I been hard, it's no love left
[Verse 4]
How you expect me not to eat you?
When I was starvin', you ain't feed me
And now a **** fed up
Got two kids and plus I'm broke
We been sleepin' on the floor
And all you say is, keep your head up
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, fed up
Fed up, fed up
Sellin' dope outside my door until the Feds come
[Verse 5]
They cut off the lights with no warning
Eviction notice in the morning
I had a bitch, but she didn't want me
She was pregnant, but got an abortion
Everything I ever loved got took from me
All you see is pain, no love when you look at me
I swear, these **** ain't shit
How you say you love a ****
And you don't even like my Instagram pic?
Everyday I hustle, get a script
But all that name gave a **** shit
They took my brother form me
They took my cousin from me
They took the love out of me
I swear, I believed 'em and they tricked the fuck out of me
The devil tryna play me and I'm prayin', I don't lose
Poppin' medication, drinkin' booze
Writin' suicide notes while I'm makin' music
Lord, don't let me lose it
[Verse 6]
How you expect me not to eat you?
When I was starvin', you ain't feed me
And now a **** fed up
Got two kids and plus I'm broke
We been sleepin' on the floor
And all you say is, keep your head up
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, fed up
Fed up, fed up
Sellin' dope outside my door until the Feds come
Written by: Derez De'Shon Lenard, London Tyler Holmes