Break Bread
Break Bread feat King Vory
Bryson Tiller
Go out on the weekends i barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking that heavy
She can't stop texting me
I don't know why she sweating me
Live bitches can't get with me
Niggas better stop testing me
Niggas can't break bread with me
She ain't on the same shit Young Tiller on
Kick it to the curb
If she [?] imma send her home
Grams in a zip lock bag
For the time that i spend alone
And I'm just getting stoned
Got green like Piccolo
Ya ain't talking money
Then the convo short like Krillin though
Killer song by the bank
Its killer all
Nigga fuck a celebrity status
Long as my money long
Cut me a check imma cash it
I don't pay these niggas no mind
Cause i can't write that off in my taxes
Headed to the bank just laughing
Ironically I'm from the city of Cassius
I done met a lot of temporary people
Like I'm in the fuckin' temp service
If you ain't real still well i encourage
All my niggas stay down inverted
Hey save your energy conserve it
Keep your two cents don't insert it
Check the blueprints I'm in the building
Squad in the building
We turn off for certain you spy on me
Eyeing me
Your recent searches
Nigga
What the hell is you telling me
When it comes to fame nigga
I care the least
Free loaders screaming
"Share with me, we go way back"
Stay back
You especially
I am no god
A king at the most i just wait for my ride
The beast's off the leash
Who invested some time with a hell of a grind
See these hoes are not yours
And these hoes are not mine
Rolly bust out cause it happen on time
Believe that my niggas
I knew that we were gon' shine
Shout out to my dawg
Who invested some time
I'm one of a kind but still on my grind
Don't start it or stop it
The greens in my pocket [?]
My bitch she gone chop it [?]
Pull up in that optic
These bitches can't stop it
We want it we cop it
On IG I'm trending
My name is the topics
Pull up in that aw shit
He bugging we off him
My flow i be on it
Don't see no component
R.I.P to L.A
They know i can pawn it they know i be on it
They say numbers don't lie
Including as pointers
My niggas got work
Ain't talking employment
Now go make your appointment
She rub me like ointment
Go out on the weekends i barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking that heavy
She can't stop texting me
I don't know why she sweating me
Live bitches can't get with me
Niggas better stop testing me
Niggas can't break bread with me
Bryson Tiller
Go out on the weekends i barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking that heavy
She can't stop texting me
I don't know why she sweating me
Live bitches can't get with me
Niggas better stop testing me
Niggas can't break bread with me
She ain't on the same shit Young Tiller on
Kick it to the curb
If she [?] imma send her home
Grams in a zip lock bag
For the time that i spend alone
And I'm just getting stoned
Got green like Piccolo
Ya ain't talking money
Then the convo short like Krillin though
Killer song by the bank
Its killer all
Nigga fuck a celebrity status
Long as my money long
Cut me a check imma cash it
I don't pay these niggas no mind
Cause i can't write that off in my taxes
Headed to the bank just laughing
Ironically I'm from the city of Cassius
I done met a lot of temporary people
Like I'm in the fuckin' temp service
If you ain't real still well i encourage
All my niggas stay down inverted
Hey save your energy conserve it
Keep your two cents don't insert it
Check the blueprints I'm in the building
Squad in the building
We turn off for certain you spy on me
Eyeing me
Your recent searches
Nigga
What the hell is you telling me
When it comes to fame nigga
I care the least
Free loaders screaming
"Share with me, we go way back"
Stay back
You especially
I am no god
A king at the most i just wait for my ride
The beast's off the leash
Who invested some time with a hell of a grind
See these hoes are not yours
And these hoes are not mine
Rolly bust out cause it happen on time
Believe that my niggas
I knew that we were gon' shine
Shout out to my dawg
Who invested some time
I'm one of a kind but still on my grind
Don't start it or stop it
The greens in my pocket [?]
My bitch she gone chop it [?]
Pull up in that optic
These bitches can't stop it
We want it we cop it
On IG I'm trending
My name is the topics
Pull up in that aw shit
He bugging we off him
My flow i be on it
Don't see no component
R.I.P to L.A
They know i can pawn it they know i be on it
They say numbers don't lie
Including as pointers
My niggas got work
Ain't talking employment
Now go make your appointment
She rub me like ointment
Go out on the weekends i barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking that heavy
She can't stop texting me
I don't know why she sweating me
Live bitches can't get with me
Niggas better stop testing me
Niggas can't break bread with me
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Tavoris Javon Hollins, Bryson Dujuan Tiller
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