Got My Bread Up versuri

Got My Bread Up lyrics by Rell Vert, Dee Scoring

Verse 1: Rell Vert
They keep prayin’ that I lack, but I got to keep my head up
Don’t think that this shit is sweet, since i been rappin’ and I got my bread up
Free fo’nem who ain’t said none
He got clapped with his homie that’s a and-1
Where the opps block
Ain’t got a mil’, but I’m finna get one
Ain’t got a house yet, but I’m finna buy one
Going crazy, ?
Take off Amiri ? go buy some
Back then I was broke ? have none
Now I’m dipped in the latest fashion
Hate when my bitch be naggin’
He not like that he actin’
Make one call he disappear like magic
? have it
My bro shoot good could’ve played for the Mavericks
I don’t feel sorry for that dead bitch she was lackin’
Favorite opp died now it’s crackin’
Shots split his body like he a fractionVerse 2: Dee Scoring
Yeah, bitch, huh
Chop split him and leave him in pieces
My opps shop at the mall ? Neiman’s
Just touched down in the A and Vert got a perc’ for me, thank God I been feinin’
White boy with a switch, I’ll shoot for no reason
I’ll pop your ass I’m not Slim Jesus
? bitch from the ‘Raq, she got three kids I think her name ?
? gon’ keep her
I’ll leave a bitch, I ain’t gon’ ?
Just stepped on three of the opps in the same shoes, now I got bloody sneakers
Got stripes just like I’m Adidas
? wearing no Filas
We bounced out on his ass in all black with a green beam, barely can see us