BREAK BREAD Songtext
von YSN Flow

I wanna go to LA

If you can′t break bread you fake
I want more buck on my plate
Me and bro got 50 cent cakes
Wake up and roll me an eighth
Still trappin', I smoke out a PN and save you the shake
She tryna - up the picture and show off her face
She don′t look as good as her shape
I told my brother the money it make you depressed
Bein' rich ain't as good as you think


I hit the gas and this - go
She got a - and this - don′t
She put her - on top of my list while she suckin′ my -
69 and this -
She - the guys and think I'ma do it
She say it like Simon, this - slow
I put my fist in the -
She ain′t got walls, I'm confident this -
Whole lotta money, whole lotta problems
Whole lotta beef and a whole lotta choppas

Whole lotta - who act like they gang
But when we was broke - ain′t come around us
You put trust in this -, now there's problems
I done tagged the break bread with the family
I never get eatin′, just leave - starvin'
Leave - starvin'

If you can′t break bread you fake
I want more buck on my plate
Me and bro got 50 cent cakes
Wake up and roll me an eighth
Still trappin′, I smoke out a PN and save you the shake
She tryna - up the picture and show off her face
She don't look as good as her shape
I told my brother the money it make you depressed
Bein′ rich ain't as good as you think


Bro put a switch on the back of the blick
He tried to shoot it and - up his wrist
All of my rats, y′all sleep at the Holiday Inn
Bougie, I sleep at the Ritz
I know I love her, I don't wanna lose her
But I′m super player, can't call her my

Put on this jewelry and have - gold diggin'
She gon′ throw the - ′cause I'm rich
He got a session but don′t got no - in it
Sausage party, just him and the bros in it
I got a pocket with rolls in it
With no choppin', - don′t do no spinnin'
She look good on the ′Gram and greater in person
Go look at her pics, it ain't no difference
Mad I kept - up, but -, I was raised like that, it ain't no difference

If you can′t break bread you fake
I want more buck on my plate
Me and bro got 50 cent cakes
Wake up and roll me an eighth
Still trappin′, I smoke out a PN and save you the shake
She tryna - up the picture and show off her face
She don't look as good as her shape
I told my brother the money it make you depressed
Bein′ rich ain't as good as you think

I hit the gas and this - go
She got a - and this - don′t
She put her - on top of my list while she suckin' my -