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Bread winner, I think I might've been chosen

Mai ling callin', go hit the road, jack get off your ass
I'm really up in sacs and I'm a booster, if I

face
I'm learning to read in between the lines
They saying they found you injured
Lord knows what you're doing when you're chilling by yourself
Lord

taking me
Just pray for me

There's No bread they don't no what the war Cost
Tellem I'ma vet I'm surround by ball dogs
I'm On my high horse
They praying I

the scholarship he need
With him down all the eyes on me to carry the team
Got some juco's some D2's who want me
I mean a D1 interested but I needed more bread

Light the Fire by Dahi Divine & Carlos Castelblanch
Who are you to doubt
I’m out here working on a classic nigga
Roll up in the stu another smash hit

remember back when we had no bread I remember the hoes gave me no head
Used to sleep on the floor aint have no bed Now I'm up ina Foreign it's so wet
I be

easy
This shit too easy
This shit too easy
This shit too easy
This shit too easy
Aye this shit too breezy
Stack up my bread i'm on my shit this shit too

bullshit is dead
If you cut it out, you can enjoy your future bread
The lies I was fed, it was fucking up my heart rate
The doctor said I need to lose

the bread

Repeating what I've said

Enough is enough cause I know

Times are tough but I still got that glow

Balanced ratios

(Part 2 Verse 4)

cll of these

anything
Better buy that bitch some shein, she tryna join the team
Fine by me
Shit, you better let her leave

Holdin' that bitch hostage a real thing
Yellow

patience and some hard work
Winding down that river deep inside
Before you realize that the truth hurts
Might be the only truth surrounded by
A world full

Here all the summer could I stay,
For there's Bishop's Teign 
And King's teign
And Coomb at the clear teign head
Where close by the stream
You may

get it
When it's money coming, this shit ain't got no limit

Getting to the breeze, like I get it printed
Always by my business, that's how you stay

going for The gusto
Gotta get the money, coming in by The truckload
I been Grinding for a min, y'all Must know
Give it to ya real, if you think ya Really

don't act so ditty Soon enough, I'm bout to be the hottest nigga in the city

Girl, back off the scene, I had to get my bread up Was down on my knuckles,

bitch dat gets money by any means 
Dats gone stand fa sum, won't fall fa anything
I hate a bitch dats always suckin an Fuckin 
But ain't got nun in da

undercovers under buzzards
In a mass grave
Sky piss yellow
Last patch of grass ash grey

Flared nostrils Air hostile
Dust cloud blocked by a pair of square

I was walking down the street when I noticed it was all around me.
Technology was passing me by.
I was feeling lost at sea drowning and worrying,

to hide the gage 

I told my plug there's no tomorrow I need it by today 

chkis  don't respect what I do I try to my hide my face 

U know I'll pay it all

my hobby
I'm bopping while I'm walking, rag falling out my pocket
If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers,

fed up
With youngins cryin' 'bout they life, boy pick your head up
You steady lyin' 'bout some shit, can't get your bread up
Your homies dyin' 'bout

to cover the shit
By that time though, I really gave up on it
And so I walked away, nothing else left to say
I let the garden die, nice try, but some other

her curves like it's cursive
White dress for that white wine
Shorty came by at the right time
Thick like Paula Patton
Trust you wouldn't see any blurred

the bike 
cnd escape into night 
Like bats
Creeping through small cracks
With big dreams 
Breaking bread with kings and Queens 
Discussing Mind filling