AR Fiteen - Breakfast

What's goin' on, Juco
Ayy, Maxx made that shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I won't never play with you, so don't you play with me
I done fed so many niggas, sometimes I ain't even eat
I did it all the harder way, I still make this look easy
I done lost so much, but still that shit ain't breakin' me
Better know the streets will never be the same again
I wake up and grab my Glock before I make the bed
Gotta circle round the block in case they playin' dead
Out here playin' with them chickens, make em' lay some eggs
What you want for breakfast?
Tell my nigga, bring the syrup, they can keep the pancakes
Come on, you can come and meet me right up off the exit
I can only teach you once, I hope you learned your lesson
Somebody call the reverend, them broke boys need a blessing
I feel like Elon Musk right now, I'm rollin' off a Tesla
Can't even gas me up right now, you know I'm all electric
Electric slide on the opps, I don't keep mines in the car
I don't got time for the law, I can't sell dimes, I'm a boss
So don't you play with me
I done fed so many niggas, sometimes I ain't even eat
I did it all the harder way, I still make this look easy
I done lost so much, but still that shit ain't breakin' me
Better know the streets will never be the same again
I wake up and grab my Glock before I make the bed
Gotta circle round the block in case they playin' dead
Out here playin' with them chickens, make them lay some eggs
What you want for breakfast?
Re-up then put squares inside my circle just like a waffle
Eatin' with the boss and now she wanna suck on my sausage
But I came from drinkin' water straight up outta the faucet
Just to get like this, it cost a lil cheese and some broccoli
Niggas can't catch up with me
Must heard about my brand new plug on the bricks
And I told em' to bless my kitchen
I never won a game of musical chairs
Because I'm standin' on business
Wanna try me, just do it
Man, I love to put that check on niggas (Ouuu)
Lil' niggas kept on spinnin (Ouuu)
Pray I don't catch no cases
How the fuck a nigga get caught with a brick
And he back out talkin' bout he got probation
How the fuck niggas doin' all this cappin' and cappin'
And still ain't graduated (what)
And you ain't got no paper (huh)
Or diploma, whatever the name is (what)
But I won't never play with you, so don't you play with me
I done fed so many niggas, sometimes I ain't even eat
I did it all the harder way, I still make this look easy
I done lost so much, but still that shit ain't breakin' me
Better know the streets will never be the same again
I wake up and grab my Glock before I make the bed
Gotta circle round the block in case they playin' dead
Out here playin' with them chickens, make em' lay some eggs
What you want for breakfast?

Written by:
Quameo Walker

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