Luyện nghe bài hát Break Bread

Oh, oh
It's season

I the finer things, I ain't have shit
Break bread my niggas, now we lit
I just a cold hundred on my wrist
Chauffeur, I even got a whip
Yo girl me in the six
have to show her how to ride stick
I ever break bread with a bitch
Niggas throwin' shots but they always

1]
What you talkin' bout, I'm money now
I ain't flexin', I'm just to get my momma out
I another route, already mapped it out
the club owner I'ma get him another couch
Two-tone on my wrist, that's a down
Bottle service time we in the club now
Why you creepin' this section?
You not
Niggas fight over that we just pass around
I get money from world, Jimmy Neutron
Go support your baby mother, she on a futon
I ain't nothing like these other niggas, don't me
And they done put me in a booth and now it's getting
No co-signs, a feature, I'ma get it on my own
Baby, I ain't trying to see it, just me the fuck alone
Niggas shootin' up in the club, I'm prone
You ain't got enough money so you can't her home

I the finer things, I ain't have shit
Break with my niggas, now we lit
I need a cold hundred on my wrist
Chauffeur, I ain't got a whip
Yo with me in the six
I'ma have to show her how to ride
I don't break bread with a bitch
Niggas throwin' but they always miss

2]
Get some and make a track, hit two birds with one stone
That boy ain't with the shits, he talkin' out his dome
Told my momma that I'ma get her a million dollar
So I can smoke in the crib, ain't gotta her tone
What you doin', girl? Let me your plans
And why you pressed 'cause I ain't comment on Instagram?
And I support the but no I am not a fan
Ain't gotta for nobody, this shit's just who I am
I know the money is comin', the just made me want it
My first influence was the trap and so I went to an
Too many up in the spot, I can't breathe
And all these winners up in my circle, she lead
Yeah, hood nigga but I party a rockstar
Happy to say never been inside a cop car
Switchin' them in that new GT-R
Go and try it, I don't think you're gonna get far

I the finer things, I ain't have shit
Break with my niggas, now we lit
I just need a hundred on my wrist
Chauffeur, I ain't even got a
Yo girl me in the six
I'ma to show her how to ride stick
I ever break bread with a bitch
throwin' shots but they always miss

It's season, bruh