Break Or Make Me
It's a cold, cold world outside, ain't on the worst crew
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high
Can't even be with you
Tell me, bae, now can we please stop fighting? I need you on side me
I might lose my life tonight
Later on, I'm gon' be Maybach riding, World War III inside me
Tryna see why nothing I do ain't right (okay, okay)
He don't give a fuck about nobody but hisself, oh
He wouldn't give one dime or care if I left, oh
Know he got shit popping, but at home, he got shit going on
Leave that shit alone, let me lean, pass me my Styrofoam
Don't conversate about me with your friends
Confiscating, bring back backends
Love me right and bring back my mind
And don't never leave like ones back then
Shine right and have fun with your girls
I just wanna see you set some trends
They don't love me like way back then
Wasn't even there for me, even most my mans (Nah)
I just wanna ball out, fall off in my big home
All these drugs that I'm on from depression got me on
PO threatening one on one, just wan' be left alone
They tryna say Top wrong, they tryna say Top wrong
Smiling, been riding 'round all day, I'm loaded, now tryna fuck you in the coupe (Woo)
Next time I flood you with diamonds, I'm going extravagant, do your wrist too
Panic, I buy you a Patek, you better go tat it just like Nene too, uh
Flood my kids with diamonds like I do my crew
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
For shit that I painted, for shit that they see
For shit that I live and the things that I breathe
They don't want me to succeed, I still ain't make it out
I see it all in my dreams (of me banging out)
Wrist rock
All these niggas, they done flip-flopped
Catch me out on scene with a big Glock
Know that I might leave out here, but I been staying up
Hoping all my pain I spilled starts one day paying off
Hope my daddy get that appeal and they let my mans out
We got a drop now, okay, load up, let's ride out
I can't take a risk without my stick, what's just my sign now?
How the fuck I'm talking 'bout, can't take a risk all by myself at all
Better not get yourself involved
It's a cold, cold world outside, ain't on the worst crew
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high
I can't even be with you
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high
Can't even be with you
Tell me, bae, now can we please stop fighting? I need you on side me
I might lose my life tonight
Later on, I'm gon' be Maybach riding, World War III inside me
Tryna see why nothing I do ain't right (okay, okay)
He don't give a fuck about nobody but hisself, oh
He wouldn't give one dime or care if I left, oh
Know he got shit popping, but at home, he got shit going on
Leave that shit alone, let me lean, pass me my Styrofoam
Don't conversate about me with your friends
Confiscating, bring back backends
Love me right and bring back my mind
And don't never leave like ones back then
Shine right and have fun with your girls
I just wanna see you set some trends
They don't love me like way back then
Wasn't even there for me, even most my mans (Nah)
I just wanna ball out, fall off in my big home
All these drugs that I'm on from depression got me on
PO threatening one on one, just wan' be left alone
They tryna say Top wrong, they tryna say Top wrong
Smiling, been riding 'round all day, I'm loaded, now tryna fuck you in the coupe (Woo)
Next time I flood you with diamonds, I'm going extravagant, do your wrist too
Panic, I buy you a Patek, you better go tat it just like Nene too, uh
Flood my kids with diamonds like I do my crew
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
For shit that I painted, for shit that they see
For shit that I live and the things that I breathe
They don't want me to succeed, I still ain't make it out
I see it all in my dreams (of me banging out)
Wrist rock
All these niggas, they done flip-flopped
Catch me out on scene with a big Glock
Know that I might leave out here, but I been staying up
Hoping all my pain I spilled starts one day paying off
Hope my daddy get that appeal and they let my mans out
We got a drop now, okay, load up, let's ride out
I can't take a risk without my stick, what's just my sign now?
How the fuck I'm talking 'bout, can't take a risk all by myself at all
Better not get yourself involved
It's a cold, cold world outside, ain't on the worst crew
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high
I can't even be with you
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg, Christoffer Marcussen, Nikola Pejovic
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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