e jake – breadwinners lyrics
[intro: e jake]
breadwinners
gold rollies for my breadwinners
hold trophies with my breadwinners
[verse 1: e jake]
summer’s over, still shit is hot
everybody in the trenches tryna ah slot
you feel me n-gg-? you know me dawg
i don’t want a whole lot, i just want it all
they victimize certain guys
pussy -ss n-gg-s did more than circ-mcise
we them n-gg-s who be flexing from them block numbers
f-ck ah record deal, them fiends gon copp from us
sell something (sell something)
is you a real one dawg or u gon tell somethin?
‘cuz if i’m sittin in that motha f-ckin cell cousin
i’ma raise the underworld man tell these motha f-ckas h-ll comin
yeaahhh, the grim reaper (uhh)
i’ma top ten rapper in these top 10 sneakers
got an addiction for these 3 stripe adidas (yeah)
i’m on mission, ain’t n-body gon defeat us (nah)
the breadwinners (breadwinners)
got the whole team on
man the whole team strong, even if them f-ckin feds hit us
rollin’ with some shooters they led senders
leakin in the snow, it’s ’bout to be a red winter
[chorus: e jake]
breadwinners
breadwinners (uhh)
[verse 2: e jake]
give me a loyal b-tch, ain’t gotta be the baddest nah
keep it a kilo, that’s ah thousand, all i’m askin uhh
ride or die for ya n-gg- ’til the casket drops
rubber band the money baby we gon stack it uhh
rubber band the money p-ss me the elastic uhh
rubber band the money let’s go get the package ma
running outta rubber bands that’s nothin’ drastic nah
but never runnin’ outta money’s what we grindin for
i think u know that tho
callin’ me about your b-tch, i don’t even know that hoe
how the f-ck you get this jack, i’m tryna know that tho
you lose your mind over pussy boy i go for the dough ///
[chorus: e jake]
breadwinners
breadwinners
[verse 3: e jake]
e jacobs man, patty cake patty cake i’m the baker man
i be on the low just tryna get my cake up man
you sleepin on the god, dawg it’s time to wake up man
how you sleepin on job but want your weight up fam?
time don’t, oh no, whoa, wait for no man (ut uh) (nope)
nil not ah b-tch neither
turn on the oven on high, i’m bout to let the brick heat up
[chorus: e jake]
breadwinners
breadwinners
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