FCM Curlz - Bread on My Account

Quarter bag round my waist the other three went on the pouch
Want my money coming tall I don’t wna c it crouch
So if u ain’t talking money then I beg u shut ur mouth
Ca when them calls come then uno I finna bounce
Remember 0 one six days when I flipped my first ounce
Now it’s w1 shops w the bread on my account
Ayyy bread on my account
My team got smiles all around
Now it’s all about growth
Money matured us
The circle can’t grow
Thats what the money taught us
If ur on a down fall don’t open ur heart up
Ca niggas finna snake u so keep on moving smarter
Niggas finna break u so keep on pushing harder
But then they gon need u thinking u a charger
Jus to take advantage but I’m a grafter
Make it a disadvantage u gotta think smarter
If u ain’t tryna get paid then ur at the wrong place
Why u screwing up ur face at the sight of my wage
My teams on top put our money in our graves
We over here winning that’s why u a disgrace
Legal or illegal we get it both ways
Smoking on exotics while pushing haze
Lost sight on a lot but that was jus a phase
Had bad years now I pray for better days
Yz eighty five going all around the strip
Dubs on the back n on my side my bro biz
Had to pull up starbs so I could pull on my splif
Now ur seeing doughnuts but we ain’t buying shit
Uno duno bout this life that I live
Even if I could I wouldn’t switch
Wna keep all the fakes n the snakes
Coz of them I learnt lessons not bitched
Learnt lessons not bitched
Quarter bag round my waist the other three went on the pouch
Want my money coming tall I don’t wna c it crouch
So if u ain’t talking money then I beg u shut ur mouth
Ca when them calls come then uno I finna bounce
Remember 0 one six days when I flipped my first ounce
Now it’s w1 shops w the bread on my account
Now it’s w1 shops w the bread on my account
My team got smiles all around

Written by:
Porteur Henry

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