Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one

Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one



Me and my lil ho, we be out in public

Catchin' feelin's, I be f**kin' ho without the rubber

Kick a bitch ass, go to jail, beat up a brother

Disrespect me, I'ma die, that's just how I'm comin'

Shots fired, they playin', they just might hit me

Mic check, smash the gas, let the light catch 'em

Catch you with your clique and do somethin' bad

Talkin' shit that you was talkin' on the 'Gram

My momma taught me how to not be loyal to a woman

They gon' let your lawyer partner rip when you not lookin'

Success is nothin', I'm thuggin', I'm goin' out my mind

When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside

Talkin' bout me bad to Ciana but it's obvious

Cause I'm gettin' cash like Ciana, buyin' property

I'm the truth, chosen one, couple niggas said it

Why you mad at Kevin Gates? Ain't you gettin' paper



Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard



Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance

Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance

Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance

Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance



Lookin' mark at me, that fraud, I'm bout to step on somethin'

Got a house full of puppies, better not step on nothin'

Where these niggas was when I used to sell rocks?

Shoutout everybody in the work and sell block

Me and Molly Op with the 30 round Glock

Breadwinner run party rockin' non-stop

Say you sorry, go let God forgive you, I don't hear ya

Note to self, them niggas ain't really f**kin' witcha

Note to self, them niggas been gettin' comfortable

Rap your ass off when you tired, that shit'll humble you

I don't get tired, when you tired it come from under you

Jump by, jump on songs, do what a grinder do

Cocaine in the streets, MC Hammer

Bumpin' the Steven Carol with the black bandana

Ce-loo nigga, concentration camp anthem

Sippy you get jacked, kidnapped, held up for ransom



Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard



(?), do the (?), watch that gold yellow

Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold (?)



Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner

Got it out the mud and I got it hard

All praise be to God, f**k a bodyguard