Bred Winner

Verse: We all have ambition What separates us? Can't get impatient Its innovation I can build a spaceship With the way I'm thinking But its time to stop dreaming And start painting the picture Of the vision Ii keep seeing These niggas driving their girl car Waiting for your fail Just to yell "Worldstar" I've been on conscious shit So I copped some shit It took a couple months to get Just to show off my accomplishments Cause you can't wear your degrees on a chain Let me explain When the picture twice as big as the frame What do you change? The definition of luxury Is it Audi A5 or is it up to me? But its something bout that Rose Gold Metal Band Crystal Face Leather Band Got me studying the stocks Forecasting like a weatherman I'm solidifying future plans Building cash flow into cash on hand Adding days to vacays Cause I work for me Police stop me in Miami on purpose, b When you young black And enjoying your luxuries They have to search to see But f*ck em They ain't hurting me I ain't gone be another dead nigga I ain't going to the feds niggas I gotta code to unlock all of this bread nigga What can I say its in my genes I'ma Bred Winner Verse: (1080Peso) We handled them losses fore we was bosses Grandmother's prayed for us been covered yet still cautious Highly coveted crosses they symbolizing success So naturally I impress when it's diamonds on my chest Them vvs finesse, stay fresh never the less My guess on why I flex, I worked harder than the rest I started with less won't bother to stress  Bout  the times  I was picked on cause I ain't rock a starter or guess Now I'm blessed nigga OG swag mitchell and ness I grind like no one else and now I tripled my wealth Triple beam still on the shelf unti it can help Im in the clouds flying g5 feeling myself  Wit Tameka Nikki and Steff and naw they ain't no flight attendants We mile high members mind ya business This is the life that we livin brighter end of the spectrum Still duckin them white oppressors while gliding like clyde drexler Squad applying pressure, peezy poppin and plex cold (so)  I'm on a island, silk shirt lettin my chest show Smooth like a glass of XO I got my feet up Peezy done turnt the heat up, luxury package re-up Light a cohiba pour us a shot show us the top I'm realizing that we been here and blew up the spot You in the presence of kings no room for the ops So give ya props to these dread head/Bred Winners