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