Curry Chicken

Like "Oh he's broke! I told you he was broke! I told you he ain't got no money" and you know this and that or whatever. Then you'll see some other people [?] that you're here in this house "Oh Joey doesn't mean it! He bought a crib! He this, he that". So it's all a story, it's a perception that people make for you along the way. So it's not really what it necessarily is at any point or any given time and that's the thing that concerns me
 Break it down
 We break it down like
 Joey Bad he break it down like
 My nigga Fly he break it down like
 My nigga Statik break it down like
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Alright
 Alright
 Alright
 Alright
 Uh
 First things first is I been rehearsing these verses
 In hopes that I hit the surface and keep myself afloat
 But I know one day I'm earning me some platinum and some gold
 And all them labels could just reimburse this dick in they throat
 And tell my mama "Oh no," your purses will never run low
 No more cause back when I was four, and we was poor
 You would purchase the store
 So here I go, your little man has got to grow
 I'm walking out the door
 My mama just be smiling, cause she know
 I got my back and got her worried
 Only thing she ask is that I hurry
 Home in time for Christmas for some dinner
 Seen you on TV again, boy you lookin' thinner
 But you lookin' like a winner, aye
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 Then you give back, then you, then you give back
 Worst thing worse, I could've been stealing your purse
 Or just been, putting in work and leaving niggas in the dirt
 But ever since birth I knew I would be something on this Earth
 So now I spit that dope, that shit be hittin' ya nerve
 And to my Papa my word is my bond
 When you held me in your arms
 Did you know along that a star was born?
 Then you named me Jo-Vaughn, now that name ring alarms
 Nearly 20 years later we on a plane to The Palms
 I gotcha back and got her worried
 Only thing I ask is for some Curry
 Chicken when we land we eatin' dinner
 Mama seen me on TV again lookin' thinner
 But I'm lookin' like a winner, aye
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 You got to give to get and then you give back
 Then you give back, then you, then you give back
 Now I lay me down to sleep
 I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
 If I should die before I wake
 I pray the Lord my soul to take
 Now I lay me down to sleep
 I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
 If I should die before I wake
 I pray the Lord my soul to take
 Break it down