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with me
Just to see it 50/50
Cuz I am one of the greatest
Like sliced bread
Or bricked pavement
You wanna hear me on your track
Then make payments
They

blessings from the high
Have it by the box
Unlimited supply dawg mi nuh check stock
Them a call mi name not mi number
Cah dem know mi only answer mula

I did it anyway
Not like you deserve my leeway
You sit there countin' my bills
While I still got enough to drive off the freeway
Na, I ain't comin'

patterns with chains
Watchn the tv all day
Isn't it strange?
We pay to watch people pretend to be people
Surrounded by death and decay
What does that say?

staking the bread while im stacking the racks
Buy it by the pound and flip the stack
We making the money you know its facts
Driving raris we going to fast

they sell sad news
I was fucking three hoes I could never ever choose
Why white people keep shooting up schools
Pops told me just to play by the rules

ain't bout his bread 
He getting cut baby 
Real statement 
I Cant be tempted by 
No broke nigga ew (Ew) 
My bitches set you up 
For nothing so what's

pulling hunnids out of my coat ey
Bottle service got me serving up the whole place
I getting popping mami dame un beso
She been on my dick ever since sexo

background he had nothing to boast
He tried to fit into the world he went all over the coast
But he couldn't earn his bread and he was sick of his toast
So he

fight 

And he digs up the root how he changing the fruit 
Live by the truth never favour the fool 
Cuz a house on the sand is as stable as you 
Built

and get yo money B
Trynna stack my pesos
Trynna get to this bread
But shorty stops me
In my tracks
Yea, she's drop dead beautiful
Every single day and every

Sounds like a lot of HOOPLA
Niggas die everyday
I got no reason TO LIE
Told my opps goodbye
And free my motherfucking pops
I need that time to FLY BY

problem
I got em
Front to back
Top to bottom
Side to side
We surround em
Cause a tsunami then we drown em
Too many waves nigga you’re an island
Came in

grams making sales
Surrounded by fakes that show love and then pray you fail
But yet I still prevailed now I'm back for retribution
Fuck excuses only

skrt that Durango
I sold my soul for that bankroll
Now I've got the devil on payroll ouu
Do anything for dinero
Martin Luther had a dream
All my shooters

headline, I drove the boat
Catch me on the west coast blowing on the best smoke

I've been traveling coast to coast, I don't spend bread on no hoe (Smoke

team, im surrounded by Elites
Cause a product of yourself is based on company you keep
One up on me, heh im amused
Please don’t get me heated you don’t

You got me singing
Falling face down on my knees
Lord please
I'm coming back now Lord
Save me
I can't go back to the way things used to be
All

the cupboard's grove see raw noodles and sauce (Let's go)
Then you turn on the stove and you boil up a pot (Ayy)

Now you, got cooked noodles and you warmed up

Thought you had more loot
Still ran jewels like it's El P Produced 
Catch me on the bread aisle 
Tryna get a slice 
Don't want balenciagas but a Nigga just

All I want is head I be leaving bitches brain Sick
Flow so sick by the way that I lace It
Stay in ya mouth like some mofucking Braces
Quick to give

They’re imported
I don’t need a therapist, bitch I need some sedatives
She dont speak no inglo but she said that she American
Where I’m goin, she go. Got

Toad 
Know I got the magic trying to get a kiss, uh
Son of God with the wrist, uh
Two loaves and a Fish, uh
My bros moving fish scales
Get bread trying

got God inside of my genes
Yeah
Yeah
I fantasized as a teen
Yeah
Yeah
Diamonds shining lights as my dreams
Yeah
Yeah
Way low with the lay low
Yeah