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p. blackk - breakin' even lyrics

[verse p. blackk]
funky down to my drawers, swagging all season
gave you my all, can a brother break even
i change the formula like earth change
you off track, but we in here you can’t believe it
can a young n-gga have swag anymore
tell peter my mink, nah i don’t got a mink
can a young n-gga have morals anymore
tell n-ggas to think before they say a thing
they only show love when you dead [or rain here?]
in my past life i ghostwrote for shakespeare
so make some noise for the living dead
fresh to death, n-ggas gotta pay respect, bow your head
coffin, they all wanna test us like austin
stone cold stunting on them [know?] so often
bossin’, never bossy –back up off me
my soul shine, ya’ll [couldn’t?] be flashy or flossy
my gold mine, sitting on my age, yo i’m salty
the goal line and i’m finna to touchdown, i’m saucy
it be the ones that change that act like i lost me
ain’t you the one i just told to back the f-ck up off me
so shoo, gimme room gimme room for i [roam?]
cause i [??] real n-ggas watching [zoom?]
boom, gimme my peas and everything doom
only time i been fresher than this was out the womb
so can a young n-gga have swag anymore
tell peter my mink, no i don’t got a hold up

[bridge: p. blackk]
funky down to my drawers, swagging all season
gave you my all, can a brother break even
i change the formula like earth change
you off track, but we in here you can’t believe it
can a young n-gga have swag anymore
tell peter my mink, nah i don’t got a mink
can a young n-gga have morals anymore
tell n-ggas to think, before they say a thing

[verse 2 – p. blackk]
sitting on the couch at the crib, picking boogs’
fl!cking them after i pick’em cause that’s what a brother does
on his leisure
can’t [powder prince??] [ebenezer??]
i been growing out these dreads
[i rule; cesar, no czar??]
queen like latifah, body like [kadeesha??]
if she living single then i struggle with no seizure
p. bleezer is too preacher, i don’t try to but if i did i’d be pastor visa
yes ya’ll, the man blessed me i feel i gotta bless ya’ll
trying to fill the void of a tribe called quest, ya’ll
and ya’ll don’t get me, it’s cool cause i don’t get ya’ll
so back the ‘f’ off
can a young n-gga have swag anymore
by his own definition not what some n-gga wore
if i ain’t number ‘1’, i gotta be the letter ‘a’, i’m dope
and the fact that i trap like everyday
hold up, ‘o’ ‘h’ ‘i’ ‘o’, the place that i roam
i heard that i’m next up, well no sh-t, i know

[bridge: p. blackk]
funky down to my drawers, swagging all season
gave you my all, can a brother break even
i change the formula like earth change seasons
you off track, but we in here you can’t believe it
can a young n-gga have swag anymore
tell peter my mink, nah i don’t got a mink
can a young n-gga have morals anymore
tell n-ggas to think, before they say a thing

- p blackk lyrics

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