Breadwinner
I always been a breadwinner
Some people don't like that
They switch up on you and
Bite the hand that feeds
Only a breadwinner Understands the
Sacrifice behind each and every bite
Just keep pushing
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Glowing up glowing up
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Taliban when we blow up
Now I need bag to show up
Show up I'ma show out
Got em going wild when we touchdown
Born broke got it out the mud
Now I'm about to stretch my feet out
I'm bugging
Everything new it's nothin
Two door coupe push button
Always knew this was comin
No fronting
This is the life that we livin
Went from Rags to the riches
Tatted so I won't forget it
Cash out then check the agenda
Grind every day through December
Aint going back to the broke shit I'm focused
Came from a house fulla roaches
I know where my home is
Gotta hard or go homeless
Got used to roaming
But now I get sick at the notion
Swear that My kids will know better
And if they don't then I feel like I failed em
The label quit calling I got a vendetta
I weathered that storm
I'm stronger than ever
I'm back and I'm better
Remember when my wage was minimal
Every move I made was critical
Looking back now it was difficult
Turned me right back to a WAIT
I did some things I ain't proud of
Got bills due and they piled up
Got mouths to feed and they counting on me
Got no time if they doubting on me
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Glowing up glowing up
Some people don't like that
They switch up on you and
Bite the hand that feeds
Only a breadwinner Understands the
Sacrifice behind each and every bite
Just keep pushing
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Glowing up glowing up
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Taliban when we blow up
Now I need bag to show up
Show up I'ma show out
Got em going wild when we touchdown
Born broke got it out the mud
Now I'm about to stretch my feet out
I'm bugging
Everything new it's nothin
Two door coupe push button
Always knew this was comin
No fronting
This is the life that we livin
Went from Rags to the riches
Tatted so I won't forget it
Cash out then check the agenda
Grind every day through December
Aint going back to the broke shit I'm focused
Came from a house fulla roaches
I know where my home is
Gotta hard or go homeless
Got used to roaming
But now I get sick at the notion
Swear that My kids will know better
And if they don't then I feel like I failed em
The label quit calling I got a vendetta
I weathered that storm
I'm stronger than ever
I'm back and I'm better
Remember when my wage was minimal
Every move I made was critical
Looking back now it was difficult
Turned me right back to a WAIT
I did some things I ain't proud of
Got bills due and they piled up
Got mouths to feed and they counting on me
Got no time if they doubting on me
Bread winner can't slow up
Got the whole fam finna glow up
Glowing up glowing up
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Skinner
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