Breaking Bad

Once upon a time
I was broke then I got fixed
I had all the dreams when I was broke
About to get rich
Yea
Tryna eat what you about to fix
If I ain't make it then I'm taking

Yea
I'm good
Ok
Yea
Uh uh
I'm straight
Nah I can't pass that
I'm facing
In the mood
In the groove

Nigga high
I'm at the t top
I just stepped
Out of the freezer
Think I'm about to Get me a drop top
Spanish bitch just taught me the cha-cha
Went from the ugly
Then to the rip
Then to the six
Went from being broke
Now we going up we getting rich
Them blue face niggas on me
Man they thought I was Crip
Green backs on me
Thought it was Green Bay
Man I be rocking Rocking rocking
Thought it was Green day
I'm about to take me a trip
And post in the Bombay
I cannot hang with no fuck niggas
What the fuck is you talking about
Looking at nigga Instagram pics and shit
What the fuck is you pocket watching
What you ain't trying get no money nigga
Eh what you comfortable being broke
And I really did have the chance to
Fuck your bitch nigga but I told her No
That's the real kind in me be kicking in
Dolo Money you can't get in there
Gang gang gang breaking dividends
Can't fold under pressure no giving in
Do it yourself nigga go and get it then
I ain't no hating nigga
You know I'm a paper chasing nigga
Just a real kind too real
Too real to fake it nigga

It's a good day
On a Monday
Til' it's Sunday
Catch ya Sunday
If you gonna
Play the game
better win nigga
Even though
Somebody got to lose
Even though all these bitches gonna choose
I keep that bang bang you a flute



Credits
Writer(s): Walter Harris Iv
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