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watch who I keep
Niggas quick to come by when it's your help that they need
When it gets peak you need their help they'd be no where to be seen
Bare tings

mistakes 
Imma get what I deserve 
Imma get that bread and go 
Imma fill this void I got 
I got to 
Got so far to go 

My girl upset 
She on my case 
I keep

stretch em out you Can call it wrist fuck
Lisp man slurring all these words Spit quick sand spic span cleaner
Than the bowl from the grits pan Shit fam

a robbery
I bag it up too quick to see
And she gone want some more of me
Cause all I want is her cookies
Yeah I ball when I ball
Got her back against the wall

the game they on the baseline
And niggas begging bitches for they bread well Ima take mine
I'm making niggas sick they on the gram like I hate life
Told her

stay in your place
Feds looking out better watch for the Js
Pullin up quick let it spread like maze

Flew threw life and I feel like a feather
Feel like

man upon the gram... I am that man when in person
Bet bread I would sandwich your verses
Do you average joes sloppy. I’m the man Which is first and
We

bread just swing the banks or come invest
Or come and hit me for a feature, Niggas know that im the best
Feel like Thanos, Snap my fingers turn that boy

you doin' I done done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it comin
Slugs hummin' chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser
Infrared fled big bread

on the knee caps
On top of yo head like a ski cap
I give good dick to all of my hoes then I turn Around and take quick nap
Highlights like Lebron james tell yo

tweak on the gram but we don't get into that
Bloody too thirsty to show him we can get him whacked
Quick double back and we spinnin' like ceiling fans

clearly
Wait, wait, can you hear me? Is the mic on
Wait, I don't even know what you been doin', I'm comin' for show
I'm tryin' just focus all of my bread

When shit hit the fan
Stack yeah
I work harder than ever I'm calling my  bread up
Pop off a beretta
Mmmmmm

When shit hit the fan you see who really

cruel design
Cancer, famine, greed – the wicked kill the blind
I'm unique, I'm chic – I'm just some plain white bread
Seems by this time I let the pipe

I Remember growing up fighting
But that shit changed quick
I ran away from home
When I was 12
Ain't been the same since
Thought that when my pops made

out sad about the hoe now he a different man
The weed held me up like a kick stand
Watch how they playing dis shit quick sand
Getting wealth but

But you know it's in a man's nature to walk in his pride
So he aint quick to tell you all the pain he feeling inside
I came back niggas pilled up

All I break is bread I'm more solid then most
Aye
Talking to the dead I keep counting these ghost
Told 4lyfe it's time to rock already know he gonna

around but I know you like the back of my hand
Moving too quick backtracking like I'm sinking in sand
Dangerous little world that we living in
I ain't

dukes kept me straight,
She put me in position,
That’s why these people quick to speak,
But always slow to listen,
I’m always focus they notice,
How I

Show em a different way
Yeen gotta be on slime shit to try to get paid
Keep grindin stack ya bread up and stay out the way
Try to be real wit niggas but

sleep on a nigga like me
I'm from the hood I don't need to be street
But don't play bout my bread and the fam and my peace
So I gotta go and keep me

that I'm doing)
All on my mind I can't focus on shit I just know you got others you choosing
But I ain't worried bout shit I'm just counting my bread up

on the inner state
Levels to shit I’m trying raise then bar higher
Cause I started from the hood like a car fire
They tried to hold me back
Niggas quick to get