[Hook]
I burn bread
Self made nigga I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga I learned that
Stripes in the game, I earn that
I’m finna close yo shop
These lame ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
I burn bread
Self made nigga, I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up
I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga, I learned that
Stripes in the game I еarn that
I’m finna close yo shop, these lamе ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
[Verse 1]
Lame ass niggas wanna trend my heat
Y’all can’t keep bustin’, suckaz do all that
Ridin’ ‘round tryna catch me, Imma self pleshin[?] with yo bitch and 200 on the dash
Ballin’ like I got parry all up in the back
Nigga you could say my check steady runnin’ than the Flash
Can’t go to war on a fast food check
Nigga better put a few more commaz on ya cash
I don’t wanna be ya family mannerly doin’ right all the people in-front of me
But honestly niggas so fake and the shit is biology
I’m valedictorian, head of the class, you wanted me
I’m in the DeLorean with you in the past, economies will crash
When I better get stush
My swag drip full of pimp dust
I put faith in the lord up above these days over a nigga or a bitch that I can’t trust
Murder niggas like they all “Ching Chong”
You don’t wanna get hung by the lynch[?]on
Never done that, jump shot
On the verge of an empire income
Burning castle-walls down, can’t nobody come hotter
I know niggas who got took from they family
Stayed up against them and still never turned fed
It’s a blessed day to be a free man, in a free world, carefree down while I burn bread
[Hook]
I burn bread
Self made nigga I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga I learned that
Stripes in the game, I earn that
I’m finna close yo shop
These lame ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
I burn bread
Self made nigga, I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up
I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga, I learned that
Stripes in the game I earn that
I’m finna close yo shop, these lame ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
[Verse 2]
Whatcha-Whatcha-Whatcha gon’ do when his life gettin real, let’s get it on
You burn bridges with all the real niggas in ya life, you alone in the cold gettin’ shitted on
Before I sit there was some fake ass niggas “I don’t lie for a lie” motherfucka [?]
And if I did want company I could take ya main thing, get a hoe or a heart ‘n dick the [?]
Burn rubber when I’m in the zone
Burn money but I’m still caught, “Shit so what should I spend it on?”
Same hoes said you wouldn’t be shit, on ya dick, ‘n ya balls saying “Can we all get along?”
And y’all twisted ‘n two face, I’m too focused it’s the break, hoe I’m still on the loot chase
I go platinum a [?]
And y’all peasants ain’t 50 tie a real nigga shoelace
If I'm in a mess, gun and a vest
But i’d rather be partying with ya hoe, finna run up a check
Agreed sex that will drown[?] everyone I met, ya bitch is probably something you would wanna protect
I get paid from exhaustion, bitch go and get my money or Imma be the man and come and collect
You don’t wanna see me sparkin’ it, or Imma make a bitch get over here when she see how I burn up a check
[Hook]
I burn bread
Self made nigga I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga I learned that
Stripes in the game, I earn that
I’m finna close yo shop
These lame ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
I burn bread
Self made nigga, I earn bread
And I got real in the game, I never did switch up
I don’t turn fed
Broke D Nigga, I learned that
Stripes in the game I earn that
I’m finna close yo shop, these lame ass niggas can’t handle that they turn fed (No!)
Burn Bread was written by Anthony Revelt Wells & Jason Bryant.
Burn Bread was produced by Mossberg.
T-Rock released Burn Bread on Fri Apr 08 2022.