Luyện nghe bài hát Break Bread

Oh, oh
It's trap

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

1]
What you bout, I'm getting money now
I ain't flexin', I'm trying to get my momma out
I another route, already mapped it out
Tell the club owner I'ma get him couch
Two-tone on my wrist, that's a bust
Bottle service time we in the club now
Why you creepin' into section?
You not
Niggas fight over pussy that we just around
I get money another world, Jimmy Neutron
Go support your mother, she sleep on a futon
I ain't like these other niggas, don't compare me
And they done put me in a booth and now getting scary
No co-signs, a feature, I'ma get it on my own
Baby, I ain't trying to see it, just leave me the fuck
shootin' up in the club, I'm going prone
You ain't got enough money so you take her home

I want the finer things, I have shit
bread 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 have to her how to ride stick
I don't break bread with a bitch
Niggas throwin' shots but they miss

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

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

It's trap season,