Breaking In

Yo Nasty bitch, yo nasty bitch
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no shit
Yo Nasty bitch, yo nasty bitch
Sick of nine to five gotta foot the bill

Breaking in, Breaking in
Breakin' free, Breakin' free

Packin' heat with my fellas

So take me
Surround me
Money bag, money pack
Move fast, just one money bag

Forsaken
Surrounded
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the blackjack

We break in
Renowned
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the fucking blackjack

Face, myself, embrace, I can't conform
You can not tie me up, tie me up, no!

Yo Nasty bitch, yo nasty bitch
It's about time, gonna flip the switch

I ain't goin' back
It's now falling apart
Fuck the rathole
Now robbing a bank

Breaking in, Breaking in.
Breakin' free, Breakin' free

Hands up, That's double entendre
Grab a Gat, and a gal, No cap

Forsaken
Surrounded
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the blackjack

We break in
Renowned
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the fucking blackjack

Ain't gonna get me
Ain't gonna get me
Ain't gonna get me
You're not gonna get me

You're not gonna get me
You're not gonna get me
You're not gonna get me
5' O GON SUCK IT UP

Was stuck, fuck, now indestructible
Ain't gonna get me, How you gonna get me?

So far so good, we're breaking the distance
So far so good, we're making the difference

Forsaken
Surrounded
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the blackjack

We break in
Renowned
Money bag, money pack
Dirty cash, my homies got the fucking blackjack

Scarface sniffin' I'm back
Guess that I lost control
The inner villain took over me, yeah

Won't stop, won't stop
Face all the regrets
Grew sick of all the stagnant slow dead, get it



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Writer(s): Fitz Roy
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