Breeze (feat. Brian O'Shea & Big Rich)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
C7SHIT, huh, yeah
Who gon' holla at me for the breeze tonight?
I know what it is and how it seems, alright
I go out and get it any means, I might
Go and air they shit out, feel the breeze, alright
Five that's in the house, got ten in total
Hands up on the money, take a photo
Brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
In my line of sight, put you in danger
Hold 'em up, hold 'em up, hold 'em up
I can see it on their faces, drop they bag, run out of luck
And they got shit to say, then what's the basis?
Yeah, I heard enough
It's gettin' cold, it's open season
Pack the bucks up in the truck
Havin' fun, yeah, you don't say
Bad bitch, she fell in love but she don't say
I been waitin' outside, yeah, you don't say, ay
"What's poppin' homie?" like it's okay, ay
Who gon' holla at me for the breeze tonight?
I know what it is and how it seems, alright
I go out and get it any means, I might
Go and air they shit out, feel the breeze, alright
Five that's in the house, got ten in total
Hands up on the money, take a photo
Brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
In my line of sight, put you in danger
Got my brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
Yeah, that bitch my side, I ain't gon' date her
Yeah, I got the fire, got the flavors
And if you gonna slide, I'm with the vapor
Yeah, if you gonna slide, I'm with the smoke
Fuck around and find out, man, fuck around, no joke
I'm just gettin' high now, yeah, I just took a toke
And if I'm gonna die now, I'm goin' down as the G.O.A.T
Yeah, I'm pullin' up, got the Glock and the bands
Yeah, this bitch was playin' so I'm fuckin' on her friend
Got no time for layin', only got time for these bands
Yeah, this crime is payin' nice so I gotta take the chance
Yeah, I gotta take the risk
Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah, I made her throw a fit
Yeah bitch, these ain't Vans, these some motherfuckin' Ricks
And if I get the chance, I'ma go and up the stick
Puttin' on and on designer fuckin' coats, yeah
And I'm fuckin' on and on exotic hoes, yeah
And they tryin' to get next to Rich
'Cause they know that I'm the G.O.A.T
I'ma die or get rich, yeah, this the life I chose
Yeah, this the life I chose, know that it's gon' take time
Heaven only knows that in time, I'm gon' shine
Even when it's over, know that light, it gon' shine, yeah
Tell me when it's up or if you really need me
I got family who gon' slide for free
How can I really feel alone in these streets?
Do you?
C7SHIT, huh, yeah
Who gon' holla at me for the breeze tonight?
I know what it is and how it seems, alright
I go out and get it any means, I might
Go and air they shit out, feel the breeze, alright
Five that's in the house, got ten in total
Hands up on the money, take a photo
Brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
In my line of sight, put you in danger
Hold 'em up, hold 'em up, hold 'em up
I can see it on their faces, drop they bag, run out of luck
And they got shit to say, then what's the basis?
Yeah, I heard enough
It's gettin' cold, it's open season
Pack the bucks up in the truck
Havin' fun, yeah, you don't say
Bad bitch, she fell in love but she don't say
I been waitin' outside, yeah, you don't say, ay
"What's poppin' homie?" like it's okay, ay
Who gon' holla at me for the breeze tonight?
I know what it is and how it seems, alright
I go out and get it any means, I might
Go and air they shit out, feel the breeze, alright
Five that's in the house, got ten in total
Hands up on the money, take a photo
Brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
In my line of sight, put you in danger
Got my brothers by my side, ain't got no strangers
Yeah, that bitch my side, I ain't gon' date her
Yeah, I got the fire, got the flavors
And if you gonna slide, I'm with the vapor
Yeah, if you gonna slide, I'm with the smoke
Fuck around and find out, man, fuck around, no joke
I'm just gettin' high now, yeah, I just took a toke
And if I'm gonna die now, I'm goin' down as the G.O.A.T
Yeah, I'm pullin' up, got the Glock and the bands
Yeah, this bitch was playin' so I'm fuckin' on her friend
Got no time for layin', only got time for these bands
Yeah, this crime is payin' nice so I gotta take the chance
Yeah, I gotta take the risk
Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah, I made her throw a fit
Yeah bitch, these ain't Vans, these some motherfuckin' Ricks
And if I get the chance, I'ma go and up the stick
Puttin' on and on designer fuckin' coats, yeah
And I'm fuckin' on and on exotic hoes, yeah
And they tryin' to get next to Rich
'Cause they know that I'm the G.O.A.T
I'ma die or get rich, yeah, this the life I chose
Yeah, this the life I chose, know that it's gon' take time
Heaven only knows that in time, I'm gon' shine
Even when it's over, know that light, it gon' shine, yeah
Tell me when it's up or if you really need me
I got family who gon' slide for free
How can I really feel alone in these streets?
Do you?
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Writer(s): Brian Oshea
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