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Hustle and pray
I get bread everyday
I got flame in my face
I got diamonds to chase
I’m the next candidate
I don’t lower the rates
I got back to back

gon' blow 
I swear to god they bread getters
All my niggas they gon' roll up
All the opps dead niggas
These niggas be talkin' bout doing shit but never

house
And I know they want to shit on me so bad but they just can't figure out how
And I don't even like talking bout weak ass niggas cause I get bread

paycheck
I just wanna break bread
With the people that I came with
See me in the cut with all my brothers, best avoid us
Rolling through these streets

a drug trip
Stealin' clothes, I'm freestylin'
All the bread go to me like Stalin
And I just looked in your closet
1312, no good cops
Pull up in the whip

understand
Shit
You can't fold you gotta teach your brother
When someone down broke we gotta feed each other
We eating steak on the hills
Ain't no bread

But I gotta catch em all so I keep em on they toes
I've been getting bread so let's go and have a toast
I ain't never been impressed by your itty bitty

It’s a lot of niggas tryna put money on my head
How the fuck you snake ya own dawg for a lil bit of bread
I don’t want love
I just want racks instead

much bread gotta keep it in the silo (bread)
Our rhymes hot like the stove (heat)
Got all this bread we making loaves (money)
Jeans get dirty when we

Aye Maria
You a sexy señorita
And it's really nice to meet ya
Now let's go get us some pita (the bread)
Bread get the bread we can get dinner another

my bought wit that bread
Oh my a nigga don’t let up
Oh man oh my oh my God
Brown
A bottle of peach Paul
I got to ball
I got to never fall
I want it all

on the beaches
Taking everything that God allows me
Getting bread has turned into a hobby
Hundred choppers to the top they blast ya
Taking over told you bout it

I'm way more fond
An I try do things in the right but there's way more bread in doing man wrong
And there's hella man it would draw out 
Rather than

I want a Japanese bitch from Osaka
Bend her over while she make me a bento box
These niggas call me El Chapo
Cause I’m breaking bread while these

sad, ya 
Cause I break bread with my nigguhs not you 
Shawty jealous we gon' see what she do 
Saw me out with a few lil boos
I don't really know what

Cant put you on
Jump in the mosh pit
Im in the crowd yeah
Sit the hoe down yeah
This shit getting wild yeah
I break bread yeah
With my day ones
You aint

Gbanaman summer stack your bread
I brush her then i chase behind her friend
We getting mah in US
We stacking moko in the US
Two jue give me brain i

The rats prepare to bite the hands that choke

When the bell chimes in the end times
Who soothes your soul when you cry out?
On the front lines, in the bread

was about a bread in hand yea
Math third I knew it was going to be another time til this class went bad ay
Catcher he made it obvious that I was

Get this money then I spend it
Can't take it with you with you when you gone so I spend it
Getting bread so we toast to no skillet
Porsche coupe

that shit for cheap
We got the bread yeah we got lettuce we got cheese
And we got straps that stay on deck just incase you want some beef yeah
When I'm

I'm a true hustler
I ain't envy them
Hustle every day for my daily bread
Never losing hope
Cause it's all on god
Yh i know my time
Is surely gon come

Her chart on fire, so I spit that
Bread after bread after bread like a Big Mac
Damn, say that shit go stupid
Didn't know shit, I'm a bit clueless

think of too many things stranger
Than a Savior leaving heaven for a manger
And Christ was born in Bethlehem
Which means the “House of Bread”
This reminds