Run My Bread Up

DY Krazy hol' on, bitch it sound like
I'm gaspin' for breath, you heard me?
Yeah, yeah  (Oh)
I come from a rare place, you heard me?
But I'm thankin' the Lord
I'm not one of the ones that made it out
(Slime)
But look, let’s get into some shit, yeah

From the streets, I got the game (The game)
We kept it silent, never crumbled
It was hard to maintain (Woah)
I created my own lane (My own lane)
We was workin', gettin' it in
Goin’ hard and it came

Now I could say that I fucked the game up
(No doubt)
Niggas started hatin' when they saw I came up
(Saw I came up)
Stayed the same, held it down in the clutch
(Down) livin' on the main stage
Now it's time to run my bread up

Livin' in the fast lane (Woo)
Feel like I can't see a thing
Money fuckin' up my brain
I want all the finest things (Finest things)
Heard these niggas say my name (yeah)
Bitch, you better not play no games
(Play no games)
Keep it real, I do the same (yeah)
Swear that I won't never change (No, Brr)

I'm on the phone with Montana
Reminiscing, I was sittin' in the slammer
They done booked me for a show in Savannah
(Savannah)
Steady pourin' syrup up in my Phanta (yeah)
Money comin', it's extravaganza
Disrespect for her, I don't got no manners
(Woo) wanna see my life?
Flip through the channel
Go, house arrest bastard
I'm sittin' on the porch
Leave out the north, then I pull up on stroke
Need me a gun, so I hit up Black Bo
Sendin’ a hit when they say they want smoke
(yeah)
Holdin' my breath and I try not to choke
Run that check up when I'm out on the road
Living the wrong and it's taking a toll
38 baby, I stick to the code
(Stick to the code, yeah)

Hol' up, hol up', whinely bitch
Bitch I see you through the bowl cut, know?
Bitch there's so much tint
Through that bitch, i can't see nothin'
(I can't see nothin')
But look, check me out, hol' on
Lemme get it in (What you doin'?)

Livin' in the fast lane (Oh, uh, uh)
Feel like I can't see a thing
Money fuckin' up my brain
I want all the finest things (Finest things)
Heard these niggas say my name
Bitch, you better not play no games
(Play no games) keep it real, I do the same
Swear that I won't never change (Never)

Now I could say that I fucked the game up
Niggas started hatin' when they saw I came up
Stayed the same, held it down in the clutch
Livin' on the main stage
Now it's time to run my bread up

Leave outta Houston
They can't get the pack out
Bringing up music, forever I stand out
Swangin' and bangin' right up in the north
Get it myself, never asked for a handout
(Handout) say you wan' fight me
You know I won't stand down
Workin' at night every time that I'm in town
(yeah)
Pull up on Lenny, he right up in ghost town
(Skrrt)
Stay with a burner whenever I float 'round
(Baa) made me a million, I couldn't believe
Say she don't love me, I tell her to leave
(yeah)
Fuckin' with twin and he rolling up trees
Steady be plottin' with tricks up my sleeves
(yeah) all of my niggas be moving them keys
Follow behind me, we be in the streets
Say you don't get it, you know what I mean
Police drawl down and tell us to freeze
(Don't move)

From the streets, I got the game
We kept it silent, never crumbled
It was hard to maintain
I created my own lane (My own lane)
We was workin', gettin' it in
Going hard and it came

Now I could say that I fucked the game up
(No doubt)
Niggas started hatin' when they saw I came up
(Saw I came up)
Stayed the same, held it down in the clutch
Livin' on the main stage
Now it's time to run my bread up (Oh)