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All that shines, is not gold
All that shines, is not gold
All that shines, is not gold
All that shines, is not gold
(Came up quick)

Yeah

the old me)
This is the new xan (New xan)
I drop this shit watch em sink like quick sand (Quick sand)
He play wit trumpets I play wit real bands (Real

quick and little kiss I’ve got to go
I’ve got to go

Smokin’ this dank, havin’ my bank
Gettin’ my bread, stackin’ my franks
Gucci my move, but can’t let

I've been trapped in my head (head head) 
Righting my wrongs until i am dead (dead dead)
Writing song till i get bread (bread)
I am jesus drink the wine

Ooh (Ooh)
Keith Sweat
I keep sweating
I keep bread and
If you really, really want it
All you gotta do is
Get up on your cash

Love somebody before

Another day
Another dollar
-Stacking up this cheddar
I'm hustling just to make my life be better
Making decisions-
In the fire stacking bread up

Y'all ready (yeah)
Ay, who love me (everybody)
3 words the tongue twister
Best, best seller
Bread winner
Best seller Ay
Never sold gold
Never sold

I got some voices up I'm in my head And tell me to go get the bread
I remember I was broke I had to get up about the bed
Time equal money, I can

Click Click
Run my numbers up
Real quick
Real quick
Click Click
Get my money up
That's it
Okay
Click Click
Run my numbers up
Real quick
Real quick

Getting these racks, talking bout bread
Reppin' the MoCo, blue, white, red. Arrowhead, go-ahead
Indians, you know what I'm sayin', Indians, you know what in

you could come and get high with me
Cause the pretty ass bitches looking fly with me
Ah ah
Ah ah ahhh
Pretty bad bitch I make a dynasty

I get you quick

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Wavy
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes

collect
I had to get a bag
I had to break the bread
I had to run up a check
I had to run up a check
I had to run up a check
Hold on I’ll be back
I had to go

We don't really know who you are 
Na 
Driving in your car. you see a sign
Stop
Better make it quick make a wish
Star
Outta this world we not from

You know I don't break bread with just anybody
You so hard to please, so am I
Kudos for your patience, I can't fake shit
Let's see if stars align

bitches with the thickness
Get bread they come like sickness
I been minding my business
Keep in mind you can't fix this
Hustle hard get rich quick
In route

bitch
She gon' suck my dick
No fast food
But I'm in and out quick
No pornstar but I take that flick
Too much work then I'll take that trip
Imma need that

bread like that's what you said
I'm off the loud pack I swear that's my medicine
Up all night and I barely can stand
Fast as it get in too quick like some

with no stick
I just get bread all my diamonds legit
Nigga wan' play, bitch I'm sending a hit
Call up my niggas, we get him gone quick
I got Givenchy

They asking me about some local fame heard what they said
Shoulda kept my name out the mouth now I'm at they head
Pray the lord for my daily bread

They asking me about some local fame heard what they said
Shoulda kept my name out the mouth now I'm at they head
Pray the lord for my daily bread

face peeled off like a mango
You can't squash the beef like Tango
No, no, no, no
Man change quick when the Ps come
Don't mix bros with the bread

bed, they can't wait to open their legs
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy, wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy

getting to the bread I'm Still counting dead prez I’m still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm Still counting dead prez I’m still counting dead