Bout That Bread E

Oh my God, you don't even listen to me Anymore. Like, Like what the fuck is wrong with you? You don't even--lately, you just been on the Same shit. You stay on your phone all the time, and You can't even give me one fucking text, bro. One text? Mm, it's cool though. I'm just gonna get another nigga. Sheesh. Acting like I ain't got other options or something. Yeah, it's time to see who 'bout that bread. I think I'ma burn or something. Yeah. Niggas be asking, "Are you okay?" I tell 'em to worry about Yeah. I just go smoke me a blunt, knowing I Be in my feels about it. Honestly don't even care about pain, that shit Really feel the body. Yeah. Cousin fresh out of the army, tuck on Sticks like shit was a hobby. Gun flashing in his face, bro thought he seen Paparazzi. Yeah. You trust everyone, some turn to snakes, that's what Some people taught me. Yeah. When they see your pace with money, they gon' Wanna copy. Yeah. Now go say get to the bread, nigga, why The fuck I gotta say it? Why fuck I Gotta say Smoking on some THC, yeah, I feel Hella faded. feel hella faded. My niggas real life Naboon, all they say is "L me." You know I hate on you, Know I don't like nigga telling. Call up the GB, whipping the Urus. Me bro? Fuck is you stupid? My last one said they needed a break, I Fucked around, made her hate Cupid. You say you Gon' find me up in the same spot that You left in love, shawty, you foolish. Damn. I built an empire with all of this Money and really she just want to rule. Feel like Quan, just from watching me you feel So broke. So much money thoughts on my soul, Nigga hear some shit like that, it's a hoax. Huh. Know when I'm smoking on gas, niggas be Thinking I'm really a joke. Huh. I'm tryna get to the tippity top, but I started right under they nose. You ain't even whipping this shit like me, nah, You ain't even got you a bow. Huh. Tell me you sorry for this, tell me You sorry for that, but I know. Huh. Suicide doors go up for all the times That I got close. I used to deal with Coin star, I got rights to vices. Ah. Feel like a superstar. Soon as I hit the stage, trillions get too Loud. I'ma spend a couple thou' up in your City now. Bitch, I'm a big missile, Dropping, I'm inbound. It's time to see who 'bout that bread. I think I'ma burn or something. Niggas be asking, "Are you okay?" I tell 'em to worry about it. Yeah. I just go smoke me a blunt, knowing I be in my feels about it. Yeah. Honestly don't even care about pain, that shit Really feel the body. Yeah. Cousin fresh out of the army, tuck on sticks Like shit was a hobby. Yeah. Gun flashing in his face, bro thought he Seen paparazzi. You trust everyone, some turn to snakes, that's what Some people taught me. Yeah. When they see your pace with money, they gon' Wanna copy. Yeah. Hey, um, I miss you. Just hoping you miss me too. I've been tryna call you. I was tryna see if you was getting my Calls. I seen you been doing your thing now, So I was just tryna see what's up. Um, Just let me know when you get this. All right, bye.