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be in trap sippin
While im Countin bread

Shorty wanna fuck
I told her give me head instead

Now she look upset
But fuck it I ain't tripping

Im

You know
Where ever we go
We on the roll like cee-lo
Stack that bread like hero's
Stacks is up like c notes
I got to use this fly
I'm talking flights

You know I can never let the bread stop
I been busy chasin checks runnin up cream
I ain't givin' bitches no head start
Now the nigga wanna come play

trying to get money not the fame
Not about clout, not about clout nor the fame
Stay in yo motherfuckin lane you ain't got no bread
I'm talking blaccstar

got my own bread
If you ain't on my wave like a radio
I'ma hit you with a wave baby adiós

I don't carry feelings
Cuz that's just too much weight

niggas they my kin 
Yeah all my niggas they my kin 
Hustle hard I always show them that respect 

All my partners getting bread these days 
1 - 3 - 5 -

prophesy 
He gon' get my money by bake sale or fish fry

You heard what I said make them break bread
Likes and views will never get you fed
Payment is

to shore
He found Jesus had a fire going with bread 
And fish on it 
Simon could think of nothing to say 
But just looked at him and ... dripped
Bring

the walk they sit down 
For a little bread and fish 

Jesus takes the bread, says a blessing, breaks it 
And hands it to them
As they savor the bread, it

presence living in me

Chorus:  And I'm, I'm desperate for you
And I'm, I'm lost without you

This is my daily bread, this is my daily bread,
Your very word

the shots and get bread (bread, bread)
Bust the shots and get bread

Call me a Spartan
Come from Harlem
Baby said I'm flying like Jordan
Fuck then, shit

Jump Off

Lotus

Escaping Sargasso Sea

2007

the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right

I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread
And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds
Bitch better have my money (my money),

biggie biggie
DJ Big N lo n je be o eh

Nwata go
Play the music  she start to run wo bi
She start to dancing  like antelope
She want the bread I got

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

With half of a half deck
So watch that swanging hand
We knocking heads off
Weaving through these streets trying to
Knock some bread off
We ain't saying

the bread w extra cheese 
Please she love I told her get on her knees 
G’s they feel me they always call me a P 
Please what you think this shit is really

I don't recollect
Definitely not what you said (it's not)
Fuck it though, I'm getting bread (the bread)
Fuck it though, I'm getting fed (the guap)
I

Hahaha
I want more money than bitches
I just want all of the dollars
No I'm not cutting you in
I just want all of the profit
Break bread or play dead
Tell

focussed on making this bread
I won't be lacking or slipping so bet
You won't see me locked
Up or be talking with reds
Up in the clouds, I ain't coming down

skull
Drip bleach into your eyes as
I face fuck your girl

This bread I eat, this oath I swear
As I enflame myself with prayer
There is no grace, there is

silhouette
Yeah
Bread
Yeah
Bread
Overnight I
Spoke in tongues
And avoided the wrath
Of a loved one scorned
Cut the mirror
Red cement
Upset the figures
And then

She better head, on me
We got the bread, on me we got his head on E
That's my bread, on me on me, on me

I be like not now
Catch a nigga, thеy shot down

like my aunty's macaroni
(Aunty pat, yeah)
We get to the bread like a pack of bologna
(yeah) she gonna ride up on this
Dick just like a pony
I'ma do some