Bread Seeker

Chorus: "I bout to jump on da road I know I just can't let go Fast life keep up you to slow Dem licks be callin my fone..." "Don't let no one stop ya show Yea we gone hustle fa show Three dices trips on first roll Got money everywhere even all on da floor" Verse1 I was just a lil pupp full breed not a mut Wasn't dealing wit da runtz had to hold my own nuts Complicated it was rough now I'm all grown up Big dog like McGruff had to get it out the mud If it ain't about the bread den I don't give a Can't lose control because I'm the operator Haters everywhere like they some commentators Nigga what's the news you see me getting paper I was posted on the block like a generator I can show you how to get it like a demonstrator Niggaz tryna cop da style but I done switch da suether Designer all over my body but I'm still a gangster Shoot and craps in the trap trying to beat the banker Scared money don't make none better wake up Cause everybody take a risk no sticky fingers You just got a secure the bag no dry cleaners Verse2: You don't really live life if you dont take trips Every time I roll da dice it 4, 5, 6 I hit met da plug an never look back since Plays on my fone fa that come bak shit Dat hurry up an buy u know it fone be gone quick When u get it off da Muscle dats a strong flip No I'm not da one to be compatible wit average These niggaz wana battle better battle with ya battle ships I'm surpass the B S yes I'm to immaculate an advocate you got to be real to just imagine it So Fascinate when you see the money coming in rapidly Keep flipping an pile it up like an accident Looking for me I'm probably on da corner still handling B I dats business just don't get lost in it If you rather hate then get money then you opposite Hulk hogan yea I'm goin in off da rip...