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Bread
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bread was released on June 22, 2024 by Djrockinal Entertainment as a part of the album Bread - Single
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Release DateJune 22, 2024
LabelDjrockinal Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Lamont Austin
Albert Lamont Austin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Djrockinal
Djrockinal
Producer

Lyrics

Familyovermoney you fucking dummy
That's all we get, **** We ain't going nowhere
And I get the best weed, know I can get it off a jack
Got a bad bitch with me, all she want is to give me neck
I don't fuck with broke bitches if you ain't getting a check
If you don't get a check, bitch, I ain't calling back
Bitch, I'm back for my grind, I ain't fucking left yet
Got a couple **** with me and we really about that
Step up to the fucking plate if you wanna lose your neck
I ain't never been no bitch and I ain't never ran yet
Last **** that tried, he ain't never come back
Now that boy up in the place where they don't come back
Man, I tried to tell y'all ****, I ain't the one to fucking test
I got these diamonds in my wrist, I got these diamonds in my neck
Now I'm in the fucking club, you know I got a fucking flex
Man, you **** saving hoes will put an S up on your chest
All I do is fuck her, then I get that hoe right back
Then I'm back to the grind, yeah, I'm back to the check
I used to sell pills in the motherfucking hallway
Got addicted to the money, now what could I say
Now I'm still getting paper, yeah, I'm on my fucking grind
I can't stop getting the money all the fucking time
Yeah, I'm on the fucking grizzly, yeah, I'm on the fucking scale
I got the polies on my ass, I got the money for the bail
Man, I'm trying to get away, I'm trying to get it fucking right
Man, I gotta get this money, I'ma see ya, I'ma see ya
Now I'm back up on the block and I'm back up on my shit
Man, this **** on the block say he's selling fucking bricks
Know I had to get a brick , so I had to make a plan
Got this bitch named Trina with a big fat ass
Told her get his fucking number, then invite her to the crib
Call my dog L up, I told him he got a fucking lick
Soon as he knock up on the door, now he staring at a blick
L came from behind him, told him run all that shit
Man, he started talking crazy, so he got pissed to whip
L cracked him in the head, so I bust him in the shit
I had to mind this ****, I ain't the one to fucking play with
Man, I ain't the **** to try, and I ain't the **** to fucking test
If he keep talking crazy, I'ma show him how to flex
If you want the end of the shit, you gotta get the album next
You gotta get the album next
You gotta get the album next
Written by: Albert Lamont Austin
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