Breakfast On the Beach

Ay, ay, ay, look, ay, maintain and stay humble
That's more than my brother, I'm staring at a chosen few
Still inside of this huddle,
We told niggas sharpen up
And they just couldn't cut it, fuck em, I stand on what I say
Ain't tryna hear rebuttals,
It ain't no surprise in where I'm at, swear I seen it coming
I ain't never skipped the fundamentals
Kept it Timmy Duncan
Did the shit the way I wanted, lately feeling like I'm on this kill spree
Anything I touch been red rum like a mixed drink

Winning off an instinct, you gotta love it
I ain't got the time to have no ops, I'm tryna run the numbers,
See the end result, Ain't got no clue how far we coming from it
Heavy is the head that wear the crown, I'm never running from it,

Book another vacay cause fuck it, we got life to live
Let my daughters see the world the way they're father never did
Know I made mistakes, that's why I wake up and I'm proud of this
Pray to God no hater shit gon' ever take me out of this

Still get teary eyed when I think of Nip
And I don't look for smoke, but so much evil in this world
I gotta keep the Sig, patience weighing hella thin
Weight all on my shoulder, tryna keep composure
Battle scars, know the hardest ones go to the toughest soldiers,
Still I rise, in and out that fire like a hundred times,
Recollection on my journey give me peace of mind

Never folded, always kept it fly
Been a maverick and a mastermind
J-Kidd in flight 95's
Lost respect for niggas I used to idolize
You get down bad and insecure, I just can't let it fly
I thought we was family dog, you ain't on that type of time?
I'ma keep it moving how I move it ain't affecting mine, real shit

Pull up in a regular whip, think I ain't got it
But my crib on some MTV shit, I gotta balance
Landscaping very couple of weeks, the HOA be on that ho shit, you know how they be

I mean the game is really effortless, I live it I ain't gotta make it up,
Got it on a string, Hesi - tween and I'm then laying up
And it don't take much, still gon' feel this shit just like a paper cut
Grew up on that south side, really only way was up

Cool when I started, came back and now I'm way colder
Know the flow is nice and it don't even gotta rug on it

Last minute, pack a couple bags, where you tryna go?
Breakfast on the beach, ocean views from the condo, That's how it go

Breakfast on the beach, ocean views from the condo
That's how it go

Now that's some fly shit
Might be some of the flyest shit I ever did
If I do say so myself, aye, yup



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Writer(s): Raymond Blossom
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