"Free Lunch" puts the sharp and precise flows of Rashad atop a slow-burning instrumental that incorporates the jazz and funk sounds that have been alive in Kendrick's recent work, albeit with a flavor that's more Southern than West Coast. Whenever it arrives, Rashad's debut album, the follow-up to his (album-quality) Cilvia Demo EP, should be a special body of work. It's been a consistent run for TDE.
Free Lunch
Isaiah Rashad Lyrics
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Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
The flow is good, the hoe is good, the show is good, you know it scrub
Cool as me out front the Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love
Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders, hoe you know it, scrub
Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this might get away as fuck
In my hood we call it buck, fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
The trunk was full, the ride was long, the cop was cool, we smoked in peace
Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium
Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house
Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out
I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out
In my hood we call it clout, fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Today was a keeper
I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
The lyrics of Isaiah Rashad's song 'Free Lunch' depict a story of a man who is trying to survive on the streets. The repetitive chorus of "meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket" presents the main character's focus on getting by every day, making enough money for his next meal. He describes the people he shares his life with - his "real niggas" who are always prepared to help and protect him. The reference to a condom containing his friends demonstrates how he values their friendship and the protection it provides him. He then references taking pills, which could be interpreted as either drugs or medication to deal with the harsh realities of his life.
The verse continues with the character describing his surroundings, from the cleanliness of his appearance to the people he encounters at the local convenience store. He shouts out to his friend's kinfolk who are enjoying a Coca-Cola and notes his love for go-karting and pole vaulting, reflecting the simple pleasures in life he values. The second verse starts off with a reference to a long car ride after a successful endeavor with his "crew." He talks about continuing to bring his nephews with him to show them the realities of the world, implying a desire to provide them with a stronger foundation for their future. He concludes the song with the realization that his life is full of ups and downs but that he will persevere, despite the fact that everyone else, including his heroes, might disappear.
Line by Line Meaning
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Life is just a repetition of mundane tasks and chores that earn us money to pay for our daily needs
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
I have corrosion in my liver from my excessive drinking habits, but I always surround myself with loyal and trustworthy people
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
My friend Phil responded to me, letting me know he has drugs available for purchase
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Taking drugs helps me escape reality and forget about my problems, and I plan to travel to California to do so
The flow is good, the hoe is good, the show is good, you know it scrub
My music career is going well, I have no problems with women, and my live performances are successful
Cool as me out front the Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love
I am always calm and collected, even in front of the convenience store. My family and friends show me support and affection
Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders, hoe you know it, scrub
I am always clean and put-together, using popular hygiene brands. The women who sleep with me acknowledge my cleanliness
Shoutout to my kinfolk, just got on that Coca-Cola, scrub
I give a special greeting to my family and friends who just started drinking Coca-Cola, as it is a sign of their success
Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this might get away as fuck
I have expensive and luxurious possessions, and I may indulge in reckless behavior with them
All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease
All of the women who sleep with me are beautiful and hard-to-get, yet they crave simple and unhealthy food like fried chicken
All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your
You only know what your mother taught you about appearing put-together and successful, but you need to focus on personal growth
The trunk was full, the ride was long, the cop was cool, we smoked in peace
We were transporting a lot of drugs, the journey was difficult and lengthy, but the cop who stopped us didn't suspect anything and we smoked marijuana without getting caught
Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium
We have the capability to steal an ATM, and we might use the money to purchase a grand entrance hall
Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house
Where are you, Isaiah? I am at my cousin's house near Highway 58
Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out
I enjoy spending time with my nephews and being responsible with my finances
I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out
I come from an area where it is taboo to have sexual relations with someone and not include their close family members
In my hood we call it clout, fuck 'bout what you think of me
In my neighborhood, we call it influence and power, and I do not care about your opinion of me
Today was a keeper
Today was a memorable day
I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago
I lost my role models and idols a while back
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
People who you thought were your friends and supporters will eventually betray and forget about you
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way away, way
The people who will cause you harm, wear you down, and forget about you will be long gone, far away from you
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Isaiah McClain, Cameron Osteen
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Mcfly
[Intro]
You know it scrub
Scrub
Meal, meal
[Hook]
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
[Verse 1]
The blow is good, the hoe is good
The show is good, you know it scrub
Cool as me out front that Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love
Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders
Hoe you know it, scrub
Shoutout to my kinfolk, just got on that Coca-Cola, scrub
Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this my get away as fuck
[Pre-Hook]
In my hood we call it buck
Fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes
All she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you 'bout the service, get your...
[Hook]
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
[Verse 2]
The trunk was full, the ride was long
The cop was cool, we smoked in peace
Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium
Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house
Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out
I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out
[Pre-Hook]
In my hood we call it clout
Fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes
All she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you 'bout the service, get your...
[Hook]
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
[Outro]
Today was a keeper, uh
I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago
... and fade away, way...away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way...away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
Matthew Hampshire
LYRICS
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
The flow is good, the hoe is good, the show is good, you know it scrub
Cool as me out front the Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love
Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders, hoe you know it, scrub
Shoutout to my kinfolk, just got on that Coca-Cola, scrub
Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this might get away as fuck
In my hood we call it buck, fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
The trunk was full, the ride was long, the cop was cool, we smoked in peace
Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium
Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house
Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out
I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out
In my hood we call it clout, fuck 'bout what you think of me
All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease
All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh
Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom
Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack
Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California
Today was a keeper
I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way away, way
They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
Roy Purdy
flow so dope
Diesel Clockwork
Nothings changed, we stand with you Isaiah 🔥🤝💪🏼🐐❤️
ZadiWorldWide
word up
Erin Merlot
On God, still vibing it in this bish all day, any day
noflexzonenoflexzonetheyknowbettertheyknowbetter
On god, still bumping all of his shit
erin.
his beats on his music is insane. i swear.. every song gives me some type of feeling. so relaxing and the lyrics are gold. ppl really sleep on this man.
Jack Farmer
Still banging this in 2019, who’s with me?
Oumuamua
Occy 666 right here fam
Rain and anime
Phyll hit me back. Fill this one with a powder pack
slugworth
same here my guy, memories from 2016 keep me here