Breathe
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
When you think it's done
It go down in these streets
I spent my life tryna climb out
I been wylding out on these on beats
Fuck a treesh
Oooh
Pussy is power
Mind of the weak
Same shawty you loose your mind for
She swallow mine every week
Roll me a backwood
I take a chief
Swear y'all better get the fuck back
Before I back it out on yo chief
Me Wizzy TB and BG wasn't backing out on no beef
Free BG Glight, n G till they let them back on the streets
When we wake we make today count for tomorrow
Your bitch could be my mate tonight If she let her be borrowed
Thinkin bout late tonight
Layed up nights
Plottting on a dream
Plotting on the cream
Pots of green
Boxes of the thing
Moment of silence when we pray
In this moment I pledge for solace
Hear sirens round my way
Clear my sinus with ciroc
Never follow what Simon say
Since a nikka been on top
Swear my oxygen ain't the same
Gasp
Breathe homie
Breathe homie
Shine where your colors will glow
Sneeze and than cover your nose
Get you some tissue just dont breath on me
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
At times I want to fade away
Don't know where I'm going
Just know that I'm going
In search of better days
Prefer to be alone
Assertive in my ways
Disciplined
The shit they in just don't concern me now a days
I'm feeling like I'm on a cloud
But it's pouring down on me
Rain drops
Tapping my window in the morning
To wash away the pain
Some people say you changed
But who said you came this far
To stay the same
Some fly
When I dip off it ain't a thing
Just you wanna know how I'm doing
I can't complain
You do the same thing
Expecting change
See that's insane
If you don't risk it all you'll never gain
I know you see me round the way
Summer time it hot
We ducking the PD round my way
Wonder why we all die and
They put graffiti out and spray
Trying to stay alive so mamma won't see you in that grave
Breathe homie
Breathe homie
Shine where your colors will glow
Sneeze and than cover your nose
Get you some tissue just dont breath on me
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea
Riiiight
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
When you think it's done
It go down in these streets
I spent my life tryna climb out
I been wylding out on these on beats
Fuck a treesh
Oooh
Pussy is power
Mind of the weak
Same shawty you loose your mind for
She swallow mine every week
Roll me a backwood
I take a chief
Swear y'all better get the fuck back
Before I back it out on yo chief
Me Wizzy TB and BG wasn't backing out on no beef
Free BG Glight, n G till they let them back on the streets
When we wake we make today count for tomorrow
Your bitch could be my mate tonight If she let her be borrowed
Thinkin bout late tonight
Layed up nights
Plottting on a dream
Plotting on the cream
Pots of green
Boxes of the thing
Moment of silence when we pray
In this moment I pledge for solace
Hear sirens round my way
Clear my sinus with ciroc
Never follow what Simon say
Since a nikka been on top
Swear my oxygen ain't the same
Gasp
Breathe homie
Breathe homie
Shine where your colors will glow
Sneeze and than cover your nose
Get you some tissue just dont breath on me
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Riiiight
At times I want to fade away
Don't know where I'm going
Just know that I'm going
In search of better days
Prefer to be alone
Assertive in my ways
Disciplined
The shit they in just don't concern me now a days
I'm feeling like I'm on a cloud
But it's pouring down on me
Rain drops
Tapping my window in the morning
To wash away the pain
Some people say you changed
But who said you came this far
To stay the same
Some fly
When I dip off it ain't a thing
Just you wanna know how I'm doing
I can't complain
You do the same thing
Expecting change
See that's insane
If you don't risk it all you'll never gain
I know you see me round the way
Summer time it hot
We ducking the PD round my way
Wonder why we all die and
They put graffiti out and spray
Trying to stay alive so mamma won't see you in that grave
Breathe homie
Breathe homie
Shine where your colors will glow
Sneeze and than cover your nose
Get you some tissue just dont breath on me
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea
Riiiight
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Writer(s): Chris Stgilles
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