Thought I Heard (Bread Winners' Anthem)

Kevin Gates

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    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one
    Thought I heard somebody say they wanna break one

    Me and my lil ho, we be out in public
    Catchin' feelin's, I be fuckin' ho without the rubber
    Kick a bitch ass, go to jail, beat up a brother
    Disrespect me, I'ma die, that's just how I'm comin'
    Shots fired, they playin', they just might hit me
    Mic check, smash the gas, let the light catch 'em
    Catch you with your clique and do somethin' bad
    Talkin' shit that you was talkin' on the 'gram
    My momma taught me how to not be loyal to a woman
    They gon' let your lawyer partner rip when you not lookin'
    Success is nothin', I'm thuggin', I'm goin' out my mind
    When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside
    Talkin' bout me bad to ciana but it's obvious
    Cause I'm gettin' cash like ciana, buyin' property
    I'm the truth, chosen one, couple niggas said it
    Why you mad at kevin gates? Ain't you gettin' paper

    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard

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    Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
    Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
    Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance
    Show my ass, won't pull up my pants, let me do my dance

    Lookin' mark at me, that fraud, I'm bout to step on somethin'
    Got a house full of puppies, better not step on nothin'
    Where these niggas was when I used to sell rocks?
    Shoutout everybody in the work and sell block
    Me and you with the 30 round glock
    Breadwinner run party rockin' non-stop
    Say you sorry, go let God forgive you, I don't hear ya
    Note to self, them niggas ain't really fuckin' witcha
    Note to self, them niggas been gettin' comfortable
    Rap your ass off when you tired, that shit'll humble you
    I don't get tired, when you tired it come from under you
    Jump by, jump on songs, do what a grinder do
    Cocaine in the streets, mc hammer
    Bumpin' the steven carol with the black bandana
    Ce-loo nigga, concentration camp anthem
    Sippy you get jacked, kidnapped, held up for ransom

    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard

    Jay lewis, do the jay lewis, watch that geaux yella
    Margielas, bumpin' gold yellow with a cold

    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Thought I heard somebody say they was a bread winner
    Got it out the mud and I got it hard
    All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard

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    Composición: Norman Payne y Gates Kevin

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