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hurts, I can't be fake
Gotta keep your head up, when the going get tough
Finally got my bread up, 100s 50s piling up
She know I can't save her, I know

Chasing the bread haha
But got stopped by a guest
He ain't even real bout the shit he protect
I don't keep it on me I bally my set uh

Look at my wrist
Ice

So how could all these
Disease be cured by just giving everyone the same compound
We go away from philosophy
And just look at reality and God

hustlers
Legal and illegal
I know y'all can relate
To mama you know its time for a change
It's Don

I've been hustling my whole life
Stacking bread my whole

the middle, my gear in reverse
She want my money tonight
She in my car looking right
She looking round for the bread
But shawty that's dead
Racks in the middle

off and there ain't no one stopping me
Buy up the block like it's real life monopoly
I just passed go & them racks fell on top of me
I give some bread

Uno, solo necessito es dinero
Dos, bring in the bread 42 make a toast
Tres, eat up my opps like roast
Four, necessito mas por favor
Numeros numeros

I'm cold
My bread coming in that truckload
She starving her bread on hold
Take a breath bitch let it out and get cha ass up
Why you flexing for the gram

beneath  the stars

I had endless marks on my back
God knows I got scratch by reddish lips,
blueberry teeth, 
making my eyes green.

Hello to the deep

I got my wants and my needs
Want me some bread and the cheese
Got all my peers and my fam that I got to feed
Cannot be dead 'til I fulfill my dreams

just trying to get by

Take my bread away form me
It's not stale I promise you

Take a piece of my mouth out
Take a bite of my jaw
Say goodbye to your

Hook:

And her love quotes were my daily bread
I was lost in the sauce I was in my head
I don’t need her 
She can go ahead 
I was down bad 
I was so

Gonn always change (Oh yea)
I seen people come and go yea
I fell off I got some more bread every time
And I apologize...
Girl for all the times I treat

Juro - Stone Cold (Produced by Infinitee)



[Intro - Juro]

Yurrr!
Whoop!


[Chorus - Juro] x2

Stone Cold, Cool as Ice,
I'm just living among

I was down to my lowest and seen that nobody around
I need to get to the bread, and I need to get to it now
I got the draco, it's poppin'

(Torin killed this beat boy!)
Yeah, yeah
Me and the whole crew, yeah you know we never losing
We be steady grinding, breaking bread just like

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Counting bread by the thousand
Bad bitch she arousing
Give me head then I'm bouncing
Give me top then I leave
This bitch a thot

Get that bread by any means
I make it happen, get to clapping for that fucking green
Told her chill out don't get to tapping on that fucking screen

Been taking L after L where the dub at
Feel like I'm hell where the love at
Fighting all these feelings by myself where the drugs at
Fighting all these

tf you gone talk that street Shit to the pavement
Give my youngin the bag just to Turn up the heat
I put bread on The beef treat that boy like a Angus

catch up to me
Fuck feds in the street
I was half dead in the streets
Had to make bread in the streets
I was getting it cheap
Plug stay checking with me

We got lead no zeppelin
Told that bitch just want the head severed
We got bread cheddar
Keep dem toolies like a shed
Wet em' up
Wet em' up

Walking

there's gotta be more to my fate
I know i could fit more on my plate
It's not only about the bread
It's about the steaks
It's the guns & the butter
I'm

the crowd
But the crowd I was in were strange lookin people
I dreamt I'd been stabbed by the churches steeple

So come one come all we're all children he said