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• Artiste: Jaecy
• Titre: Break Bread
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Yeah Feeling like I'm stuck in the mud I only break bread with the ones that matter When I'm feeling like I'm stuck in the mud Call my Asian plug from Cabramatta The hand ting make them run and scatter Fresh home and the trap's calling Pick up the phone, baby, stop stalling Couple man there act like Steve Hawking All talking, can't do the walking, yeah There's no snakes in my grass Some people mad 'cause my name's on the charts I know a couple fellas and their girls send me hearts Then I send it to their boys, now we all sharing laughs Prestige, he's a very wild card He'll punch a nigga up if he says the wrong bar See him at a club, pull him up, what you saying? (What you saying?) Don't know what happened, but his head's on the pavement They do the capping and they also write statements If I want him gone, then I'm settling payments Bam, disappear, now his family is praying That's what he gets for the life he's portraying Anyway, see, my lifestyle is changing One milli' basic, still ain't passed the basics Still in the hood, but I'm classified famous I think they all know that I'm destined for greatness I only break bread with the ones that matter When I'm feeling like I'm stuck in the mud Call my Asian plug from Cabramatta The hand ting make them run and scatter Fresh home and the trap's calling Pick up the phone, baby, stop stalling Couple man there act like Steve Hawking All talking, can't do the walking, yeah Uh, Anyways I'm on H-A and I'm still making plays Khalas your whole team, make 'em see the red beam, uh People used to think I was a joke, Charlie Sheen Now I tell my shooter make the pole dance, Magic Mike Knowing he's a trooper, he might even do him on sight I'll pray that I choose the right path 'Cause my demons find a way to visit me all night And I always gotta fight to turn 'em away 'Cause if I don't, I guarantee I'll be back in the bay I just wanna rest and chill, they still in my face They still up in the attic, but I gotta erase Now I got too much to lose Big table in between the crew We all eat, there's no other way to do it Stop looking confused, I'm the teacher, you're the student Do it for the views and get collected by Judas, you stupid little— I only break bread with the ones that matter When I'm feeling like I'm stuck in the mud Call my Asian plug from Cabramatta The hand ting make them run and scatter Fresh home and the trap's calling Pick up the phone, baby, stop stalling Couple man there act like Steve Hawking All talking, can't do the walking, yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh, uh-uh-uh, uh All talking, can't do the walking, yeah-yeah