P.S.A
Eli Du Breesh
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(Infinity turn me up!) Breesh Look Let me talk to y’all niggas real quick I live in a house with the wild ones (Facts) I know ‘bout struggles and shit Know ‘bout pain, issues, trust Man homies done lied to a nigga (Know ‘bout it all) I gotta see it before I believe, ‘cause I ain’t got time for the streets Nowadays, niggas be chuckin’ and buggin’, so I gotta separate shit (Chuck) I thought some niggas was really my buzzin but niggas be cousins and shit (Niggas be psst) It’s niggas that know me and know what I do I get to that money and shit (Get to that breesh) No worry ‘bout you, I’m chasin’ my dreams, you steady up under my shit I’m tryna take Momma Breesh out the hood. I’m tryna take over this shit (Watch how I move) Watch how I move when I touchdown (Touch it) Back end baby, a rush down (Look) Feelin’ like Melo in clutch I been ballin’ on court for some time now (Mhmm) Then I got broke but a real nigga never fall off, and you know that’s a timeout (Facts) Temporary When I get back in my bag, you gone see me and moms out (See me and moms out) I don’t play games, you wildn’ out I had some bands in my tech I was just juggin’ for morales and ways to find out how you done left (Juggin’) Bitch I grew up on the S (Still juggin’) I’m in the Heights, stayin’ blessed (Let’s get it) Shootouts, we walk with a vest Heard you a opp, better step Smacked off the pack, got me blowin’, I’m high as a jet Knew this since I was bent Just out of respect Hold on wait, I got what you make Why you makin’ me stress all the time I don’t know ‘bout the rest Let’s get to this cake Mans got bands, sippin’ Ace of Spades and countin’ up some Benjamins We livin’ life for the best of it (Facts) Ke Flocks, that’s my brudda, my blooda, my G’s. You know they gone hop in a foreign whip Cash out on the spot and we drippin’ already, they lookin’ like we on some on bullshit Young niggas from Sterling, we hood rich Soon leave the hood with a nice pack Don’t doubt that It’s breesh in my pocket, don’t watch that Now get to a bag, got my stash Go get to a bag, got my stash Don’t watch my face just tune in All 2020 we keep comin’ strong. Just listen Look Look (Infinity turn me up!)
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Written by: JUSTIN SINGH
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