DreamCha$er
Breaking bread with my homies from the streets
When it's bout that paper they say homie take the lead
Whether its that loud or we trapping that codeine
Mixing them narcotics, went to sleep off the lean
Cause whats the essence of the bread if my homies can't eat
If they can't cop a diamond watch and put some ice on they teeth
Niggas pocket-watching go to hell with they beef
Make sure my brodies got what they need (Oh oh oh)
XD when he got a opp, he call me
And TTG when i got one I call him
Whole team winning, dedicated, how we not gon' win?
Fix up my girl with some diamonds so her neck on fleek yeah
That's the way we living
Share the W's and the L's but still stay winning
Life got so many challenges it keep on giving
I still keep on living
Keep on striving
Double my hustle in a bid to double my net worth
And XD told me i just gotta double my network
We was hustling all alone, hope that heaven send forth
The past and the present not the same so we thank God (So we thank God)
We thank God
The goal big, we chasing, never back down or let off
Any beat 4K touch 4K go off
Slice to the world, to the world
No show off
Big game stepper
Part time rapper
Full time trapper
Big game stepper
Part time rapper
Full time trapper
Feel the rush from within
All my homies gotta eat
Yeah we chasing a dream
Feel the rush from within
All my homies gotta eat
Yeah we chasing a
Breaking bread with my homies from the streets
When its bout that paper they say homie take the lead
Whether it's that loud or we trapping that codeine
Mixing them narcotics, went to sleep off the lean
Cause what's the essence of the bread if my homies can't eat
If they can't cop a diamond watch and put some ice on they teeth
Niggas pocket-watching go to hell with they beef
Make sure my brodies got what they need
They put the blame on me
Turn their back on me now
Yeah they changed on me
All the time that we spent ain't mean nothing to them
I speak the truth, Saying the truth feel like lying to them
Well no shit, I be on my own shit
4K too clear for these niggas to beef
It's a murder, mass shit anytime i breathe
On a track And all my fans ready to eat (Yeah)
When it's bout that paper they say homie take the lead
Whether its that loud or we trapping that codeine
Mixing them narcotics, went to sleep off the lean
Cause whats the essence of the bread if my homies can't eat
If they can't cop a diamond watch and put some ice on they teeth
Niggas pocket-watching go to hell with they beef
Make sure my brodies got what they need (Oh oh oh)
XD when he got a opp, he call me
And TTG when i got one I call him
Whole team winning, dedicated, how we not gon' win?
Fix up my girl with some diamonds so her neck on fleek yeah
That's the way we living
Share the W's and the L's but still stay winning
Life got so many challenges it keep on giving
I still keep on living
Keep on striving
Double my hustle in a bid to double my net worth
And XD told me i just gotta double my network
We was hustling all alone, hope that heaven send forth
The past and the present not the same so we thank God (So we thank God)
We thank God
The goal big, we chasing, never back down or let off
Any beat 4K touch 4K go off
Slice to the world, to the world
No show off
Big game stepper
Part time rapper
Full time trapper
Big game stepper
Part time rapper
Full time trapper
Feel the rush from within
All my homies gotta eat
Yeah we chasing a dream
Feel the rush from within
All my homies gotta eat
Yeah we chasing a
Breaking bread with my homies from the streets
When its bout that paper they say homie take the lead
Whether it's that loud or we trapping that codeine
Mixing them narcotics, went to sleep off the lean
Cause what's the essence of the bread if my homies can't eat
If they can't cop a diamond watch and put some ice on they teeth
Niggas pocket-watching go to hell with they beef
Make sure my brodies got what they need
They put the blame on me
Turn their back on me now
Yeah they changed on me
All the time that we spent ain't mean nothing to them
I speak the truth, Saying the truth feel like lying to them
Well no shit, I be on my own shit
4K too clear for these niggas to beef
It's a murder, mass shit anytime i breathe
On a track And all my fans ready to eat (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Abdussalam Yisau
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