Tears For Breakfast

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MG Kelbo

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Ayy, the day after Vonta died, I had tears for breakfast
You in the streets for long enough, it bring you down in seconds
Bro a gun mechanic, he can break it down in seconds
The ones you love the most, hurt you the worst, ain't gotta let em

Who gon' die next, that's something that you can't guess
Cause when you guess, it hit or miss, just like a fake check
If you ain't fucking with me, why you can't just say that
F*ck me cause you want me, I don't like the fake sex

Suffering make your soul desperate for connection
So if you think we connected, I was probably desperate
I locked in with certain people, but my soul was separate
I seen a lot of blood in life, can't say I'm unaffected

I keep it real with myself, so I'm well respected
Keeping it real with everyone else, then they will respect it
Feel unheard and neglected, then I gotta exit
Feel something towards that nigga, I never text him

When I started sharing, all my money perished
Nowadays you couldn't even get a french fry if I was in Paris
See those are the type of memories I like to cherish
When I was so down and fucked up, wasnt nobody caring

Had hard times, we couldn't even bare em
Bro really inspired me, I couldn't even tell em
Expensive sweaters you left behind, I won't even sell em
People speaking on my name, I won't even sweat em

Cause it feel like I'm so tired of life
And I'm talking to the niggas that ain't gotta fight
It take time and it's harder when you do it right
Sad shit, 13, learn how to use a pipe

Sad shit, 17, glued to the pipe
OG knew about it, she got used to the pipe
Mama knew what was going on, you know
Damn, she like son, I hope you not using a pipe

But if you is, I hope you use it right
Cause if you not use it the right way, you might lose your life
I told her facts, cause at that point I would be losing twice
We All stick together, we learned that so we won't lose a fight

F*ck what they tell me, I'm just sticking with the truth
I move militant, I kick it with my troops
We finna riot, so y'all best put on y'all boots
Ayy, HarveyWorld, can't forget bout 152

It be crazy cause the ones I grew up with, they damn near all into it
I gotta make it with this rap shit cause I put my all into it
That street life a trap, I hope Lil Bro don't fall into it
Cause one do it don't mean we all'll do it

I'm spitting facts if you listen
If all you wanna do is trap, you bound to go to prison
He not really like that, I swear I just watched him fidget
Now watch me count these digits

Begging me for the love, I just shrug it off
Can't get mad at these hoes, because they love the boss
When it's time to settle down, when will your love accost
Ayy, the day after Vonta died, I had tears for breakfast

You on the streets for long enough, it bring you down in seconds
Bro a gun mechanic, he can break it down in seconds
The ones you love the most, hurt you the worst, ain't gotta let him
Who gon' die next, that's something that you can't guess

Cause when you guess and hit a miss, it's like a fake check
If you ain't fucking with me, why you can't just say that
F*ck me cause you want me, I don't like the fake sex

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