Beef & Broccoli

[Intro]
Paper plate
Plastic fork
Corner store king
From the city to the porch (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Chicken wings on the flyer
But I’m pointin’ at the side like “that one”
Lil green in the white box, steam when it pop
Brown sauce lookin’ like a fat one
Lunch break, hard hat, boots on the tile
Orange vest smellin’ like dust
Told the lady, “Lemme get the usual, ma”
She said, “Baby, that’s a must”
Beef and broccoli
Drippin’ on my Timbs, I don’t care, that’s flavor
Tucked in the bag with the soy in the corner
Lil fortune talkin’ ‘bout paper
Walk out, cold air hit, take a bite
Burnt tongue, still talk tough
Shake the block, take the block
Little bit of rice, that’s love
[Chorus]
Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart)
From the deli to the farm in the dark
From the city up north to the backroad gravel
Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel
Beef and broccoli, keep me whole
Little green trees, big brown gold
If you see me with a fork and a smile on me
You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli
[Verse 2]
Got a pick-up truck with the lift kit squeakin’
Parked right next to the cab in the deep end
Flannel on, boots in the dirt by the hay
But my stomach in the Bronx by the J train creepin’
Country boy hummin’ with a New York slang
Snapback low, but the brim say “Yankees”
Drive-thru talkin’ ‘bout combos, nah
I need a white box sittin’ on my Wranglers
Hot sauce packet in the cup holder
Sweet tea sittin’ by the gearshift
Cornfield passin’ in the rearview slow
But my mind on the corner where the line thick
Two worlds, one plate, I ain’t choosin’ a side
Farm to storefront, same pride
Prayin’ over takeout, bless this bite
Amen to the hustle and the fries
[Chorus]
Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart)
From the deli to the farm in the dark
From the city up north to the backroad gravel
Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel
Beef and broccoli, keep me whole
Little green trees, big brown gold
If you see me with a fork and a smile on me
You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli
[Bridge]
From the porch light glow
To the corner shop glow
Different kinda homes, same stove
I’m talkin’ takeout dreams and tractor smoke
Same sauce on my soul
Same steam from the bowl (yeah)
Everywhere that I go
It’s that beef, that broc, that hope
[Chorus]
Beef and broccoli, that’s my heart (that’s my heart)
From the deli to the farm in the dark
From the city up north to the backroad gravel
Same plate ridin’ in the passenger side when I travel
Beef and broccoli, keep me whole
Little green trees, big brown gold
If you see me with a fork and a smile on me
You know it’s beef, you know it’s beef and broccoli

rap, Hard NYC drill-style 808s and sliding subs under crisp trap hats; verses flip between gritty NYC drill rap cadence and tongue‑in‑cheek country drawl, with a hypnotic, chanty hook. Acoustic guitar stabs and a twangy lead line weave through the beat. Big ad-libs, call-and-response moments, swaggering male vocals front and center., country, drill, hip hop