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of my dust when I'm ahead
I follow up with a hand full of bread
Fucking around with beats I shouldn't have
If it take off I'll just pay them in cash
I

A bite of bread
A flick of flint
A draw of dread
A swish of swamp swindled from beneath the biggest ogre's bed
A touch of toad
A mass of mold
A caughten

they sour that I got dough
Gotta get a bag, throwing bands on the floor
Reach up in the stash and pass this weed roll
Gotta stack the cheese, ain't no

I'm always so wired
But I am inspired
I can't lose my way
Yo fuck sallie mae
I ain't got the bread
So suck it instead
They running my pockets
But I am

Fiending for attention niggas acting like hoes
It's getting old niggas sour like mold
They ain't got no principles nothing to uphold
Sticking with my gang

poles
Please don't play god watch his soul
I don't play ill let it blow
My mind be set only on the score
About my bread all about my dough
First one in

not will smith
Legit, I been focused on me tho
Get to this bread gotta flip me some Ps tho
Go to the end with my EGO
And my niggas like here we go
I got

desire
Your love just keep me alive
These souls around me sour
These snakes always disguised
I can't be here till five
Cause this feeling deep inside

Wayyy back butter bread milk condensed
Wayyy back when sour d smoke dense
Wayyy back when gyal ah give pussy for no sense
Yo Dj why you never play my song

no stripes (GMG)
She sucked the dick ain't even my type
New bitch Pisces I heard she was tight
Immma catch her a flight
Imma pull out sum bread, what

texts
Can't give no bread to my ex bitch
Can't lacc my shooters gon stretch shit
I don't stress shit
Moon rocks gotta nigga well rested
These guns gotta

Smoke loud and count bread
Knew when shits tuff
I was gonna be okay
Knew when shits tuff
Soft could always be a way
Disregarded that
Went to meet the plug

be sour
Trust I know taste
If you ain't never lost than got it bacc
Then we don't relate
If you ain't never copped then lost a pacc
Then we don't

your hanger
Spread that bread let the don papa smack am
Skills like jaga
Climb me like a ladder
Sip it like it's lager
Some days sweet
Some days sour

mind
When I no get raba 
Na she be my rifle 
Na she be my soldier
Na she be-my gbana 
Sisi marijuana 

Brother me no gat no bread 
But my baby stood for

Don't really play  bout my bread you heard what I said I really really need that
You Talking bout sex and I need that talking bout checks and  I need that

fried rice
Yea u know we gone slide wen the time right
Yeah they sour that we in the limelight
You pull up get the works like it's five guys
Overseas yea

do the nigga
Turn you to a meal and ima gluten nigga
Bread turn you ill now that is gluten nigga
This ice on me chill cause I’ma hooping nigga
She suck

my old brother be pressed to the edge
So when it came to me why the fuck did you fold
Whole lotta bread when this plan turn out right
I done lost

call me Burrow
Number one pick that's where I go
I feel like i'm stunting on haters
Folding they dreams like its paper
Say i'm sour like the flavor
I'm

tatted in ink
Please do not pass me no drank, if that shit ain't muddy or pink

Im from neyork so my niggas smoke sour
No we don't really smoke kush no
If

cool, nah
Just ride where I’m at, get the bread, make the rhymes then others threw.
Don’t gotta acknowledge me, got that pen right up side of me
Its too

villains that’s diabolical
Fuck a following cause we’ll follow you to you residence
Trying to break bread so we living for dead presidents
It’s evident you

kall the shots imma  a chief watch how you speak i keep it sour i aint sweet 
And you could get left on the curb i swear to god thats my word 
I know you