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500 for this Coachella ticket
I'm bout sit back and run up the digits
I got the bread coming in by the minute
Double my cup just pour that shit in it

Freestyle [So So Def Remix]

Jermaine Dupri

Back to Ballin [Chopped and Screwed]

2001

hand
Or that's your ass
I need my cake
I want my bread
If I don't get I'm gonna bust you
In your head 
In your head

I've been hustlin'

pick my head up, my head up
Finding ways to get my bread up, my bread up
I'm just tryna live a good life, a good life
And all I want is just to make it

stay by the weapon
Things are tempting you could fall a victim
Man you with not real look at him he's bleaching
Damn am thinking what am missing
We are

love me
Friends wish they hit my head they don't really love me
My ni**&z won't break bread cause they'n really love me

Just caught a graze by my ribs

We gon break bread til we make bread
Yuh
We gon come together til we lay dead
Uh huh
Loyalty above the hype but we gon shine
Yuh yuh
Neva B Ashamed

a French bread effigy
Man doesn't live by bread alone
But I bet I'm close
Put the dough in overdose
Til I end up toast
When I go, don't bother with

of posts on his page
Got him, bro
Got him froze
Bouta roll up, got a lot of dope
We gon' roll up on him, bye lil bro
Sayonara,
Nigga I'll be rich by tomorrow

toast
And you could die bout my bread
I'm like a fiend I'm having dreams bout getting bread
Pyramid schemes, so the whole team is getting fed
By any

my God
If I dare
Huh shit
I tell 'em

All I know is I'm gon' get my bread even if I don't see
Yeah I know that I'm gon' fill my plate with a bigger

the ride
Airplane Mode
G to it
Raise by the beat
Live by the code
Real ones can handle any load
Fa sho
Gettin' Bread
Game ill
On Tuck
On Seal
Gettin' Bread

em where it hurts (x3)
The pocket (x4)
Hit em where it hurts (x3)
The pocket (x4)
[Stack your bread, stack your bread, you heard what I said]
Hit em

Locked in
Locked in
Machine groove

Hegemonic indoctrination
Work for bread, not the one who makes it
All the crumbs trickle up to the top
Work for bread

Draw girls one with a tortilette
Draw girls one with a bread
Draw girls one with a tortilette
Draw girls one with a bread
Draw girls one with

Maybe there's so much i need to know
If i'm judging by the road
Maybe there's still long I need to go
count every second now i'm growing old

yeah

I keep on running laps in my head
I keep 'em coming back with that bread
And I gotta couple straps if I double back But ima humble lad with

started
Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and
Y’all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah
Don’t compare to me these others
We are not

yeah album is done
Got this shit on lock, I’m jamming with squad
Going to the top, you know we never pause
You be going up the ladder
Step by step
We be

in the face of the opps
Count all the blessings I made in a month
Niggas wanna do a joint album, these hoolies is black bags
Can't waste this talent,

1- Deorsey Ardae]
I get the bread by the loaf
I hit the gas and it go
I get the head then Im gone
Im in a class of my own
They know I carry that chrome

Counting up the bread
Just so we can spend it
All they wanna do is hate up on the kid
Look at what I did
Look at where I live
Look at how I did it
Look

to the side
If im dead by twenty five just know its a suicide
I tried to tell you in the album this is how i say goodbye
Its gon be a big surprise that im

you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"

going
Haters telling me to stop, album 20k first week we was all shocked
All my triple twos finna have the world shocked (yeah)
I be chillin by my