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nines - break away lyrics

[verse 1: nines]
sorry mom for all them times i got suspended in school
gettin’ footballer money, my teacher said i was a fool
haters commenting on my ‘gram, that sh-t don’t faze me
4 pipes on the porsche, yo my whip so crazy
told pebz “make sure you stay strapped”
i just left the label christmas party to go and break down a pack
1a the hood, land all them shottas out of town
went ‘dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
tryna leave a n-gga’s head by the pavement
drivin’ round in this dinger, gettin’ impatient
thinkin’ that i shoulda spent more time with my nephew
it’s f-cked, seen them fake n-ggas shine seen the best lose
p-ssed cuh my little n-gga lost a few guns
me and pebz out in bail rollin’ with some new ones
i get money every time my phone rings
wasn’t always fly, we had to grow wings
i’m still in the field where it’s f-cking real
i ain’t got time to chill
i need a hundred mil
and way before the deal i paid my mother’s bills
tryna cop a house in the hills
that’s how uncle phil
free my n-gga hydro, he just rang
when i sweep my floor
i’m finding b-tches’ earrings in my dust pan
told my misses that she can’t f-cking be my wife
cuh i’m way too ambitious, you do nothin’ with your life
came a long way from 7 grams on the scale
feels like yesterday i was banged up in jail
now it’s planes all the time, i be traveling the world
f-ck ‘dam, i’m goin’ spain they got ammi there for sale
but now i’m in the office, used to doin’ business in the rain
now it’s house parties every week, sydney and sharane
should i fall back off the trap
put my whole into rap
n-ggas keep callin’ for packs
and i can’t walk away from stacks
heard he put down his gun and his mask
tryna live off his rep, who gives a f-ck what you done in the past
got a deal, still tryna make it off the loud
don’t be standin’ with them paigons, cuh i spray in the crowd
it’s nines…

[skit 1: nines]
these young bucks are f-cked b
like they look up to the drug dealers and sh-t
all the gang bangers, or footballers
all the footballers can’t make it bruh
and they end up flyin’ birds
all the trapstars can’t make you think every little n-gga gonna be nina wid da nina

[verse 2: nines]
ay yo f-ck the haters
talkin’ ’bout we’re troublemakers
everybody on me for a hundred favors
me and bund bunin’ flavours
ask the neighbours
i was out there, mornin’ from the night
used to say one day i’ll be a baller, i was right
all these groupie b-tches around the country wanna holla
yea i f-cked the fans, but don’t judge me like your honour
famous in the shooter
i just came from the jeweler
immigration wanna dip my chain back to cuba
did alright last year, probably shoulda saved more
lookin’ through the sun i see my ting on page 4
i’m gettin’ bait, i gotta hide my face
still got crackheads whistling outside the base
i just stay in my lane, i ain’t worried ’bout them broke haters
probably get about 20 phillips watch with no papers
send my yungens shop for a box of latex
he’s been gettin’ money since so solid was rockin’ avirexes
it’s nines…

[skit 2: nines]
some of the flyest trapstars i ever seen in my life
or most of them, are ridin’ bird right now bludlucky i was flyin’ birds
but i was sayin’ “oh lemme try this music ting as well”
man was payin like…
obviously i was payin’ for all this sh-t myself
i could honestly say, i don’t know how much i faulked into music
mad ps probably, i don’t know
little n-ggas gotta f-ckin’ invest their p blud
or try invest into something other than trapping
i mean everyone can’t be a rapper blud
n-ggas can do many other things
but just invest in suttin’ else b
there you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya know

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