Lyrics:
nigga, I'm EBK (EBK)
Fuck the judge and the DEA (fuck them niggas), suck dick if you feel a way
I'm a lil' body but I tote like a big body 'cause I put
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
out for the white man in the blue van
R2 a bag I got you, you by the fruit stand
Sending money to Ama writing this he’s in Pollsmoor
Shamiel is also
his body on the black top (bitch, uh)
We know he not what he rap 'bout
I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop (uh, uh, uh)
I count dead niggas
of lights, you got one?
'Cause I wanna light this bomb-ass kush
Matter fact I'ma come by there with this kush I got for you
We gon' break bread, I got some
Shawty in love with me
She want the racks on her body
And I leave in the morning
I had hit it but I cannot quit her
Shawty spoke freaky and then she
and drowsy in class
Eyes feel like my mind in mass
Thesis defending my ass
I’m sorry my mama my papa but I gotta catch on my nap
Why can’t I break thru my body
dump, I'm pulling off
Bread crumbs, I'm pulling off
Everyday, another case load
A body pulling off
They be looking for that Draco
So they can pull it off
to a blood, them A's went down now
Kinda good lookin', them bitches fine now
I'mma drip some red on the sauna
I'mma cop the bread when it's all gone
I get
get the city hot,
I’m walking by my opps I hit a diddy bop,
You are not a rapper you should get a job,
Been moving like a ghost I feel like Big or Pac,
we know you was plotting
By big God we gon pull up and pray for the projects
Drink that blood breaking bread on the regular
I used to trap and just
bands
And now I hear your master sing
You kneel for him to come
His body is a golden string
That your body is hanging from
His body is a golden
by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
Now everybody come get with the lingo
Shake your body body
by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
Now everybody come get with the lingo
Shake your body body
by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
Now everybody come get with the lingo
Shake your body body
And this life juh been the same,
We getting bread nigga fuck da butter
but i...
(Mello)
(Young hydro beats)
And this life juh been the same,
We
Tell me what it takes to let go
Tell me what it takes to let go
Hands in a fist this has got to stop
Every time I look it's a body drop
Tell me what
ride don't be no demonstration
Niggas tried to play like they was wid it now they body vacant
Still by myself
If I reach left
You'll see yo death bed
I
niggas be so bitter
I'm Coming to collect bring the bread that you owe nigga
Ain't fucking w no rats ion ever condone snitching
You a man of your word
Listen to the man in the liquor store
Its early mornin know I'm countin up
The only way I'm countin bread is climbin mountains up
I Can't spend no more
designer
So much drip feel like The Nile
Got so much bread when I go shopping might cop the store
Cartier my neck my whole body drenched in Dior
Stay
Everybody's for self now, nobody helps out
Intimidated by what I might accomplish, they jel' now
They keep their connect to theyself, or they might tell me
of God."
"I am the Bread; I am the Lamb."
"This bread that is broken for you
Is My body given to you
This cup that is poured out for you
Is the new
just hope you help me worship my thot
Been working late nights
Keeping my head to sky
Stacking my bread
Hoping I make it by
Spending the chips with
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