Art.Carter - Break bread

I'm just tryna break bread
I'm just tryna break bread with all my niggas
We was down, unfed, malnourished
You could tell by our ribs
I'm just tryna break bread with all my niggas
Who hustled with me and struggled
And they know how hard it was to get here
I'm just tryna break bread
Closed mouths don't get fed
And loose lips a put the squad in a cell
Thinking he's saving his self
They knew nothing till you started to tell
That's the reason I'd rather ride by myself
Cause I ain't snitching on me
I watch my back when I'm out in these streets
I'm with Zay, or I ain't going to the east
My brother legally strapped, got a beam on it
Try me and he's on ya
Bullets a fly and eat yo face up with no warning
God, I ask you questions that you never answer
Like why you had to give my grandmother cancer
Knowing she had six babies she looking after
Under the age of 18
I have nightmares more than I dream
So I barely sleep, stuck inside a cycle
Trying not to go psycho
The more you grow, your friends become your rivals
Watch how they get to talking
Talking caut they ain't with you, I visualize what I want
And then I go and get it
I said Jesus, God crossed by Judas
And Cain killed Abel
All I'm saying is trusting could be fatal
Blaze your own trail and I promise women to follow
Yeah I was a young man when I noticed models would swallow me
Call it part of my prophecy
You falling in with the way I speak
Makin' uncontrollably authentic
So they know it's me, me, me
I'm just tryna break bread
Yeah, I'm just tryna break bread
With all my niggas, we was down unfed, malnourished, you could tell by our ribs
Lost in a cold, cold world without no guidance
You wonder why, young, we got used to seeing violence
My hood quick to shoot, not too many believe in fighting
Egos be the reason why niggas really be dying
I'ma be the reason my family out the hood
I say I'ma be the reason my mama good for good
I gotta stay focused, I gotta remain humble
Niggas quick to, better stay out of the jungle
You don't know the hood or the side that I come from
You don't know the city or the side that I come from
I gotta remain humble and stay focused
When it's what I'm doing, it's hard for you not to notice
Reaching for that number one spot, you gotta give it a son
He been turning up on every beat that you heard him on
I mean open your eyes
I see the women and insulated, they want a nigga inside
Why? Cause I'm the nigga that's next up
And they wanna be by my side, I'll stop when I'm lying
I traveled through fire, I'm still unsure,how I made it out alive
Ayy, shit, I'm talking about day ones
Switching up, bitches act like they give a fuck
I just been tryna find my way
Yeah, I'm talking about day ones
Switching up, bitches act like they give a fuck
I just been tryna find my way
A lot of fakes in my face, just tryna see what they can get
Stop counting my pockets, calculating what I done spent
Uh, I been off the grid, but never hard to find
Just tryna comprehend my past that left me traumatized
I figure I'm iller, K-kid raised by gorillas
We talking in code in the mitten, it's on the floor
Well, let's get it, I've always had that ambition
Let's make it happen, fuck wishin shit
Uh, let's make it happen, fuck wishin shit, yeah

Written by:
Shaun Pruitt

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