Yeah, uh, uh
Shout out to big Ben, yeah, yeah
Matter of fact shout out to the whole world
No south, east, and west, know what I'm talking 'bout baby? Yeah
That's how we get it down south baby
This is how we get it down south baby, uh, yeah, yeah
Look here, uh
Plant a seed and watch it grow
Give 'em knowledge in they mind I'ma sow, gotta teach the youth
Show 'em love, show 'em how to do it
Free they minds, show 'em how to use it, let's take it back
To the place where my folks stay at
Down south where my folks raised at, now we the southern folk
See the scars, see what we been through
Leave a legacy when we get through, just the beginning of
Something classic, something like air flights
That cheese, bread and water baby, that's our life
That cheese, bread and water y'all that feed like
Four, five hundred thousand, they'd be hungry for life, huh
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters (yeah)
Government cheese
To each his own, don't eat the bone
Spit 'em out, chew the meat
But ain't nothing over here for you to eat though
Boys in the game like Calico
Gotta have vision for my people
To eat though gotta get heat like Benito
Came back home, faith got strong
But hold up homes, shouldn't take that long
Chris locked up in the penitentiary
Nate locked up in the penitentiary
Man boys locked up in the penitentiary
I remember back from elementary
Hyde Park y'all hold it down
Folks wonder why I don't come around
But I came around to my senses
Shorty got a booty like forty inches
Who feeding that, my seed in that
And we keeping that, gotta hold it down
Twenty inch spinner go round and round
Keep it percolating and circulating man
I'ma come through and I'ma hurt the hater man
I'ma come through and I'ma hurt the hater man
I'ma come through and I'ma hurt the hater man
I'ma come through and I'ma hurt the hater
Government cheese, bread and water (uh-huh)
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters (I'm feeling this one man)
Government cheese (yeah), bread and water (uh-huh)
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water (uh-huh)
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese (yeah), bread and water (5'9" baby)
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters (uh-huh)
Government cheese (yeah)
I do this for my babies
For little Royce and Aidy, I'm grateful the labels pay me
I'm hip-hop, I love you mama 'cause they raised me
And every day hip-hop keeps saying come and save me
It's crazy to think I'm the man coming to the fam
Thanksgiving with the turkey and the gravy
Remember when my mama used to heat a pot of water
On the stove just to bathe me, that woman was amazing
Who else can make a outfit outta paisley that daddy bought?
And make me think it's fly, daddy taught me bravery
Who else could take a lower wage for the sake of benefits
Just so his kids will be healthy even when they friends is sick
The things you take for granted when you're living carefree
Ain't taking nothing seriously, your family there is G
I miss being a kid, homie you know that
But never mind that 'cause Ryan ain't tryna go back to
Government cheese (uh-uh), bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese
Desert feeds worm, worm feeds falcon, and falcon feeds man
Could someone tell me if this is God's plan? Good question
These lessons passed down by those that came before us
I spent twenty-four hours living out the words in the chorus
It's like the poorer we are the harder we starve
Instead of strive baby steps to crawl towards the bright light
At the end of the tunnel if we reach it it means that it's the
End of a struggle, born with a natural hustle
Houston, Texas created its own breed of thug
Quarter mil in the bank homie, ain't filed taxes once
We go against the grain, for years overlooked
By the industry's disdained, but still Dwayne
Knows that my origins stained 'cause of those that came before me
Lyrically matched, only a few could outperform me
Took what I was given, watched it multiply before me
That's exactly what created Mr. Dwayne Swayze's story
Nothing is something, guts to glory, phoenix rising
Mine rock to a diamond, for by grace or ye
Saved through faith, henceforth I gotta get it
By any means it takes and pray I get to the gates, yeah
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese, bread and water
Gotta do whatever feed my sons and my daughters
Government cheese
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