Breaking Point

Aye what's good lil nigga chop a nigga say I'm cap
All y'all itty bitty niggas talking shit but y'all can't rap
If they put me on the board I'ma put me on the map
All y'all packing on a gel but I pack a fucking strap

Big two two three's we spin the block and let it rip
I don't give a shit if that's your hoe I'ma fuck her then I dip
I ain't leave her with a kid so I nutted on her lip
She can think she getting bread I ain't giving her a tip

Don't be talking bout the shit
If you knew you was never about it
Got the forty in my lap I don't go nowhere without it
Put a bag on top your head if you gone live I hope u doubt it
Know my money coming in but I'm still gone fucking count it

But you know I level up now you know I'm on my shit
Got this bitch she really bad do the shit to make her fit
She not mine she lemme fuck then I let my homies hit
But you know that she was down for the money she commit

Do I miss her?

Nah not really I just used the bitch for sex
Don't be saying that I'm green shoot yo shot u gon be next
But you know I blow a check VVS around our necks
If I'm hurt I'm sipping lean laying back it take effect

After hearing all that shit you will probably say I'm crazy
I was fucking on your bitch and I made her fucking lazy
She be thinking I'll be mad if she trying to replace me
But I'm busy making money but I bet he'll never face me

Aye what's good lil nigga chop a nigga say I'm cap
All y'all itty bitty niggas talking shit but y'all can't rap
If they put me on the board I'ma put me on the map
All y'all packing on a gel but I pack a fucking strap

Big two two three's we spin the block and let it rip
I don't give a shit if that's your hoe I'ma fuck her then I dip
I ain't leave her with a kid so I nutted on her lip
She can think she getting bread I ain't giving her a tip

Damn bitch I'm tired I been rapping for too long
Even if you think you good bitch don't feature on my song
Only Choppa and the greats only we can get along
If you saying some else I wish u try to prove me wrong

Gimmie money Gimmie head come here girl n don't be scared
I've been thugging for so long some will think I never cared
Never trapping never could cause I always come prepared
Don't be stupid and naive but I wish a nigga dared

All the money and the fame give it back it's for my mama
All these people they be fake trying to put me in they drama
Don't be playing games with me
I'll leave you bent just like a comma
And my Glock is presidential yeah my shit just like Obama

Aye what's good lil nigga chop a nigga say I'm cap
All y'all itty bitty niggas talking shit but y'all can't rap
If they put me on the board I'ma put me on the map
All y'all packing on a gel but I pack a fucking strap



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Writer(s): Markenson Dumerant
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