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hec - family dinner lyrics

[chorus: mimi capri]
i been grinding my whole life
and i been tryna be a winner
we been hungry all our life
but now it’s time for family dinner
i been grinding my whole life
and i been tryna be a winner
we been hungry all our life
but now it’s time for family dinner
i been grinding my whole life
and i been tryna be a winner
we been hungry all our life
but now it’s time for family dinner
and been grinding my whole life
i been tryna be a winner
we been hungry all our life
and we been hungry all our life

[verse 1: hec]
it’s all coming full circle get a seat at the table
momma good cooking better go and get a plateful
hold on say grace tell the lord why you thankful
cuz n-ggas ain’t dead yet,boy ain’t you grateful?
it’s all good we carving turkeys in the woods
even island harvest there they gonna cater to the hood
momma made it home, got pops on the phone
rice and beans, pernil , that pork falling off the bone
i been grinding my whole life for these moments
crawl from out the dark so the light shine up on us
other n-ggas wanna run and hide like they roaches
i guess i dipped the pen in pesticide when i wrote this
holes in your heart filled with hope for the hopeless
cuz god been giving out second chances like he oprah
and listen right here little n-gga cuz i told ya
until you in the ground man this sh-t is far from over

[verse 2: hec]
everything i need in life, swear to god i got that
still crack a wishbone and ask him for my pops back
maybe add a 2 door coupe with the top back
cop that, then we cop a mil then we pop back
right back in the hood so we can give back
n-ggas tryna tear apart my presence like it’s gift wrap
honestly, i ain’t even here for that chit chat
if you got a problem, pull up on me you can get smacked
(yeah)
we been hungry all our life and you knew that
grateful that my n-gga who got shot still could shoot back
grateful that my brother got a crib up on the east side
grateful that our mothers working hard to make the yeast rise
bread for the potluck, came up from not much
just a hard-working momma and a pop who’s locked up
did it like there’s no choice
hoopty to a rolls royce
do it for my n-ggas in the hood who ain’t got no voice

- hec lyrics

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