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of the year in 2020 Hip Hop Awards
Memphis, you wasn't cheering

Niggas tend to fall back in line when they see you winning
I made us out to be appealing, you

Dukes, cause she went and got a couch for me
I'm turning everything gold, I'll call that alchemy
I broke bread with some niggas, now they after me
But I'm

nigga 
I need that paper I need that doe  
Any way to make some muthafucking bread I’m there yea 

Bring yo ass outside

 Run nitttt!!!

(Runnit x3 woah)

tonight I wanna be with you
Let's have some drinks exchange some words
And you can home with me if you want to
Got to have you by the end of the night
Got

Try not to crash
I been up all night
Foot on the gas
Make me some cash
Crash at the days bright
Make me a wave
Breaking the bread with the homies all

I got, no status fuck a white or blue colla'
I'm a, self made man first gen balla'
I'm a, bread winner only count blue dolla's
I'm a, led senda' call

brodie got pills faster then flash
And for myself I always be by my lonely
They pressed me then but now bitch they gone know me
If I tell you sum know that

the shade
Like john Lennon
I got green by bottle it's brilliant
Bad lil' bitch on my side
Look brazillian
Heard it's snakes in the grass
They chameleons

got wifey with me,
cnd she love when we burn haze,

We break bread and feast,
Like it's Corpus Christi,

Some man just talk, and lip read,
Might leave

ones that's really
Down to ride
Like IYAZ on replay cuz they Love my vibe
 I got a bad lil ting and she stay by my side

Cuz I wanna get my money up

I was feeling on my way, I was twelve years old
Walking underneath a blanket of West Virginia coal
I walked right by a No Trespass sign
Yeah,

drank, bitch, I step in heels
God, my head hurt, I been poppin' so many damn pills
Now my bread hurt, I just bought a crib up in the Hills
Got a big body,

I’m out here getting to the bread
And my shawty waiting for me at the house on the bed
Soon as i get home I’m on some shit
Kiss you on your lips fall

in the mud, Reach up for the bread
I get it done
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Put me to work, I get it done
Ain't none of this sweet, Ain't no honey bun
Shawty

I can't lose
Hustle hard
Break rules
Break bread
Make moves
I can't lose
I can't lose
Yeah
I can't lose
Hustle hard
Break rules
Break bread
Make

bread, you can spread ya lies, on me
I’m a humble nigga, why you wanna fuck wit me
I can never fear a man, you can draw ya guns, on me
Tell my momma, god

Yeah-baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
Whatchu gon do for the cash
Watchu gon do for the paper
I

give your heart to be the one who leave it broken
Watch the ones you giving bread to be the ones who leave you toasted
The ones who do you dirty be

They think about me
Don't think about them
Think of the future
World in my hand
Chasing the money
Making my stand
Bread is so crumby
Where will I

fake
Don't need no hoe by my side
All i need is my bitch MaryJane
I Got weed fuck therapy
Smoking my stress
Hit the J and get clarity
Wit my secrets

bling right now (Fu-fu-fuck it)
Fuck a new friendship, I want some bread
I will never be broke ‘long as I got my head
When I say “Bad Lil Thot” I’m

I just love bread
Haven't done my yoga
But I'm still alive

I'm not a machine
I don't wanna be defined by my productivity
I just wanna achieve
Achieve

freezing, have my coat, sit by the fire
I look at your face, get hooked in your eyes
Heart starting to race, got me hypnotized
Warm in my hug, hand full

got the title, pussyboy get off your cycle... aye
Fuck a first class, I ain't even go to that motherfucker
Bread winner, young nigga, and I always been