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Nowadays

PnB Rock

Nowadays

Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on
Some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on
Nowadays, look at niggas,

day

We're in Missouri, a place to dread
We're all living on white bread
Nothing's new, everything's been said
I want to go to bed

We're in Detroit

Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm

Hands in the air if you been broke
I see millionaires making bread, that's the end goal
Private jet, Benzo, can't see through the window
So if I

the same clique no new squad nigga yeah yo
Back then we ain't have shit had to break bread had to pay bills
Had to take care nigga stress kills nigga yeah yo

ma bread
Aye
Like a bread truck
Stay humble never hate
Dats ma m.o.
Real niggas in ma circle
Dats ma Ken folk
Flow come natural
Give em wht dey asking

dey pray for the best
Me no wan dey beg for the bread
Me no wan dey beg for the bread
For this life me I no want settle for less
Me I no want settle for

all make it,
Latin chicks with cute faces, saw em all naked, uh!
When I die there's no heaven nor hell, dead is dead,
So get ya bread, and don't stress

If I'ma be the bread winner baby
You better be go getter
If I'ma be the bread winner baby
You better be a goal digger
When I wake up in the morning

Imma G wit it sticking to the code
Straight checking shit like I was a pro
You ain’t bout the bread then you gotta go
I’m in my bag fasho fasho
Making em

Said hey lil mama if you tryna break bread
Got a top floor suite, rose petals on the bed
It’ll be the greatest night you ever had, no cap, best

(Aye)
Vvs matching my fits (Aye)
Why hate and throw shade when it’s bread to
Made that shit don’t make no kinda sense (At all)
The shit I done gave take

ain't got shit to say
I been stacking money
I been stacking bread
I been stacking cake
Now I eat filets
Now I eat Filet Mignon (Oh)
Filet Mignon (Filet

I used to fear simple shit love really the scariest
Music be my therapy I should be my therapist
Ian italian yeah I get the wheat get bread various

I’m tryna see you naked on the bed
I’m tryna give you some head (Ooh)
I’m tryna break me some bread
Just get ahead baby girl ride like a sled (Ooh)
I

and don't pay 
The cost that shit cost an arm and leg

Might be the Walk or My Talk or 
My Thoughts LOYALTY. TRUST. 
& BREAD

Made a couple plays and now

Yeah...
Damn I’m feeling paranoid
Upset
Vexed
I just wanna flurish
Like what's next?
Still stacking bread
Eyes red
Off the droo
Wooah
Oh my soul
You

the bread
Where the bama where the bama
Call Chichi call Sandra
Owo tide kowa gbe'nusi
You ma do this scam forget the karma
Where the bread
Where the bama

the music she start to run
She start to dance like antelope
She want the bread I got the loaf
Iwo n da no
She play the music she start to run
She start

I be in my head thinking deep 'bout a check
I just want respect but I keep pounds on deck
Cause I need the bread and it be how I'm fed
But it be

like the angels heard him, oh

God, tell me it's over
This life on my shoulder
Is killing my soul
Bread crumbs on a lonely
Street, they don't own me

never breaking bread
Backwards
Seems I failed this test
Living like I'm still not blessed

I'm sick and tired of losing track
Keep stacking sticks to pave

good
St. Annie you blessed my bed
Your sweet love was my daily bread
You'd come to me when the moon would rise
Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes

memories 
I'm working usually so my kids don't have these memories 
Everyone can't survive trauma for them i don't wanna risk it
So I need bread with more