richy samo - bread over beef lyrics
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[verse]
i step out in prada, the hallways is filthy
alive in the trenches, it ain’t hard to get me
it’s 100 degrees, i got fur on my fendi
a n-gga can’t stop ’til my mom in a bentley
n-ggas want war, but it’s bread over beef
first thing i learned, ain’t no love in these streets
i ain’t spending sh-t, i’m playing for keeps
i’m the type of n-gga to put my b-tch in a jeep
you the type of n-gga to put your b-tch on a leash
even though you know that little hoe is a freak
hating on a n-gga ’cause she wanna f-ck with me
but i don’t give a f-ck, she gon’ swallow this meat
i’m nearly dead, i’m a skrewhead, i just don’t know any better
i gave you my best, you played with my head, and now you out cold in this weather
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