Breakdown

Young nigga out the Bricks with the
Knowledge, sick vendetta to get cheddar
But I feel separated from other artists
Cause money is an issue nigga fuck it it's a problem
Newark kid fuck it rob 'em right
That's how they people go about fixing their problems right
They sleep at night and people eating from the garbage right
For all that shit that I've been speaking, pray to God at night I breakdown
Oh Mom I promise you the best
I turn them zeroes on my tests to hella zeroes on my checks
We skate town
I just don't want to see you mad at me
I wonder if they got a drug test at Applebees
Ha, that shit ain't funny but we laugh
That hunger in my tummy makes me wanna go to class
But this rap shit has got me chasing money living fast
Shit I'm always in the whip but ain't got money for the gas breakdown
I can't even afford it, the doctors telling me that sleep is important
But how can I be sleeping when I should be recording
Shit there's money on my mind and I can sleep in my coffin
R.I.P. to my gram though
She's somewhere in a man hole
And life is what it is and so
I spill my heart so y'all can feel my soul
We pay too much for this heat so I can't feel my toes
And I ain't beat to put my career on hold
So I'mma get off of this boy shit to a life of enjoyment
I'm only good at being young though
I'm 21 and from the Bricks, you get exposed to a jungle
Its either get a job, rep a set, steady mobbin' shit
Or do music out of college bitch
And please don't cry cause did I mention
Way back in freshman year I swear I had some good intentions
I came home every Christmas, I made a couple wish lists
But since I've been so blue eventually this little engine breakdown
I'm hoping that my momma and my daddy stay around
What's gonna happen to my sister if they pass away now
Her life will be a little more than patty cake now
This ain't no fuckin playground
Sometime a nigga breakdown
Sometime a nigga breakdown
I swear to God I breakdown