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rounds, like seven, eight niggas got hit in they crowns
One went up, one went down Don't serve out a pop, bitch, i serve by the pound young bre going up,

some peasants
The outside is cream, the inside look jelly
Got bread like a deli, this shit money, fetti
Went ape, then they let ya out of the celly

(Olaoluwa cdebayo)

(Intro)

Kinfolk the gang they say we're moving like the Kremlin
I'm in the stu with gremlins 
Got the whole team assembling 
My OGs told

here it's on the bread yuh
Ain't worried bout shit but a mansion
I'm feelin like sesame seeds
Baby yeah I know yu got needs
Want do I want more than

going out
I stay consistent to lower my interest 
And bring up my income from now
You can tell me nothing
I brought every single thing young nigga got

the price of death (It doesn't matter, it's all for you)
If it means your days are better even if just by a tenth
Even when I have none left, know that I'll

and now everybody
Got there hand out
Damn, ya'll niggas trippin
Niggas see the money comin in
And wanna kick it and when I say I'm busy
All of you dick

Verse 1-
Step in the club with my air force one's
In the back of the club I got air force guns
Full of that red, white, and blue - I'm +Amped Up+

out and they all got s***t to say
F**k you really know bout scraping for the next plate
Mother f***ers you saved throwing bread crumbs chewing on they

Breakin bread with my brethren its no better blessin
Ha my cuticals got the resin




Woke up this morning 
To a bad bitch doing bong rips
Three H's

the bread I've come for it all
To protect the fam and if we have to
Montgomery Brawl
Brawl
brawl
Brawl
Brawl
One for one and one for all
Hate for what
You

don't holla it
Tell Kodak to holla at me I got better lawyers
I eat fake Percs too like a gremlin
This bitches know I go stupid
They play dumb but I can

give it up
Run up in your spot, for your watch, take ya thot
Put the TV in the clock, in a box
I need everything you got, from your fitted to your socks

The other four never came the fifths to blame
His name is fear he causes self doubt and pain
I got him in the cross-hairs his face is my aim
I put down

stack up some bread you know Fam getting old
Bitches hitting my line
Like im not stuck in the zone
Aint got no time for no BS like bitch leave me alone
I

Yea, I mean I, I got some real good plans for this shit, you know?
Hahahaha, yea Dope Not Broke man, can't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, never quit,

(Yo, it's fuckin' yk2ology, bitch!)
(And this is the fuckin' XNY!)
Kick niggas in the face, Bruce Lee
No chicken, he catchin' a two-piece
Got a wife,

miss
Peep both hands gotta Rolex
Quarantine so yo bitches give me phone sex
She in the middle of the bed like a centerpiece
Got so many shoes I could

like me representing the land
And my stick finna cook, fry his ass like a pan
Only time he pop out is when he got a plan
Wrap his ass like a mummy, go

bread niggas is scared romancing with fear
I heard a voice in my head guess what it said go get you a mill

Don't stand in my way
The shit that I push

Labels ain't been calling on my line
I put my bread up, invest my own time
Ya even had to do a little crime
But it's all good momma everybody fine

Ain't listen to you niggas so just get up out my ears
The youngest nigga running shit I got em by some years
They say they really feel my shit I'll put em

it's all joke
They go kill another one then they makes all the joke
Then we kill are mothers sons when they got us all provoked
I just find it

the sun up
Want the smoke then run up
(Niggas be like)
I got bread in my pocket
I got hoes boy stop it
Niggas want to go around the world
But guarentee they