All-Star Breakfast
And we here
Yeah
Look
Wasn't worried bout the losses
You calculate a sacrifice when you bossing
And I been down to earth cause the mud where I'm really from
But made the cash grow quick I got a green thumb
With a itchy trigger finger get you scratched off
Throwing up my middle ones like fuck the law
Got my pinky in the air sipping Chandon
Ring finger in your broad I be hands on
Money screaming at these bitches like a cat call
Playing with the bands I know that's her pussy fave song
So what you finna for this encore
When y'all start talking money I'll respond more
That's what I'm down for
I'll clear the day for that let's plan a lunch
I'm bringing blunts blowing skunk get me out a funk
We ain't need a middleman we coming out the trunk
I got the drive for it
Yo for this life I'm tryna live I'll die for it
Yo in the jungle on the humble I'll survive for it
I'm just different the mission needed a solider and I booted up
War going on outside but he army tough
I got the taper not a crew cut
The bape camouflage drive by hoodie zipped up
And not a slip up I got the tracks covered
Young brotha who keep the bread buttered
The toast with me will get your egg smothered
It's breakfast throw on your necklace
We shining for the days we ain't expect this
Now we getting to it they gotta respect it
Now I'm riding with it I gotta protect it
It's breakfast throw on your necklace
We shining For the days we ain't expect this
Now we getting to it they gotta respect it
Now I'm riding with it I gotta protect it
Yeah
Look
Wasn't worried bout the losses
You calculate a sacrifice when you bossing
And I been down to earth cause the mud where I'm really from
But made the cash grow quick I got a green thumb
With a itchy trigger finger get you scratched off
Throwing up my middle ones like fuck the law
Got my pinky in the air sipping Chandon
Ring finger in your broad I be hands on
Money screaming at these bitches like a cat call
Playing with the bands I know that's her pussy fave song
So what you finna for this encore
When y'all start talking money I'll respond more
That's what I'm down for
I'll clear the day for that let's plan a lunch
I'm bringing blunts blowing skunk get me out a funk
We ain't need a middleman we coming out the trunk
I got the drive for it
Yo for this life I'm tryna live I'll die for it
Yo in the jungle on the humble I'll survive for it
I'm just different the mission needed a solider and I booted up
War going on outside but he army tough
I got the taper not a crew cut
The bape camouflage drive by hoodie zipped up
And not a slip up I got the tracks covered
Young brotha who keep the bread buttered
The toast with me will get your egg smothered
It's breakfast throw on your necklace
We shining for the days we ain't expect this
Now we getting to it they gotta respect it
Now I'm riding with it I gotta protect it
It's breakfast throw on your necklace
We shining For the days we ain't expect this
Now we getting to it they gotta respect it
Now I'm riding with it I gotta protect it
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Freeney Jr.
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