The Break Up ft. Skypp & 4200Kory Lyrics

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Okay,

Okay a nigga like me don't take the bullshit lightly

Politely don't try me you can end up with a IV

On the east side dropping bodies for a hobby

John Doe the ID

Ain't no identifying

Jetstayhigh Rolling purple like a viking

Got the game in the headlock Draymond Green

We outside deep you don't wanna try me

Go on YouTube and search a beat-em-up type beat

Better not test me I don't think you niggas ready

Fuckin' with Jetty 38 speci like Joe Pesci

My crown steady they told me it would be heavy

Going back and forth with Lexy

I don't know where it got messy

No, fuck your apology I don't want one at all

I guess that mean you ain't gonna answer when I call

Hate it when you cry Baby, you fuckin up your makeup

All this damn complaining

Girl, we might as well break up

Break up to makeup

Break up to makeup

Break up to makeup

Break up to woah

Break up to makeup

Break up to makeup

Break up to makeup

Break up to woah

Ay, fuck it, I don't need a chorus

Floral print on a couture fit

My whole aesthetic gorgeous

Lavish got expensive habits cause I can't afford it

The money so enticing

The gang could be alluring

Get extorted for having half of the portion

I'm with the gang gang moving corporate

Try my niggas best advice is better have insurance

Bet that I can make you a believer

I turn atheists to Mormons

Catch me if you can

I'm in the wind

Throw a couple bands to him

He gon' spin

I wish you could see the world

Through my lens

They hate us cause I skin

Here we go again

If I don't fuck with you nigga I ain't gon' pretend

As if you was a friend

Won't even shake your hand

How we claim a neighborhood

And we don't own the land

All the money we made in them alleys we should've been rich

But we still ain't did shit

These niggas scared of a big risk

Don't wanna lose it all

Cause if we lose it all

We don't know who to call

Live my life on my own terms

Trust no man for the money they gon' turn

Got this shit all off the curb

I don't mean the army when I say we used to serve nigga

I ain't have no role models teaching me with words nigga

Had to bump my head that's the only way I learned nigga

Poverty is painful but every bullet burned

Talking to my angel but the devil overheard

I got niggas dead and gone they ain't never gon' return

Grab my strap in case of war

Better safe than in the morgue

Nowadays they'll come and sweep your block like a chore

Cold-blooded treating bodies like rewards

Oh Lord

Man, did you call on me

Cause I was bumping Skypp crossin lanes while I high-speed

Wiped the scenery the crime scenes turned the meetings with Top G's

Entirely the Lord's work now step back three

Cause who survived what I did?

Took the scars that I did?

Took a risk then hit the stage?

Threw the set and did it big

I ain't saying I'm the one

But another don't exist

And if he do then point him out

Cause I promise I won't miss

After all shots fired

Made a nigga spiral out

Run track a couple times still I never tired out

Just brought the fire out

Fire back and even scores

No reward in the hood for surviving I suppose

And these hoes on my nuts

They surprise me at my shows

They be breaking down doors

Tryna tear apart floors

Cause they heard that four deuce got terabyte flows

So they naturally begging for me to share a bit more

Lord forgive em, these days I ain't prone to feel em

These days niggas behave

Like a hoe is in em

I told them niggas

Better yet, I showed them niggas

It's a fine line between

A man's ghost and killer

One case, no rewards no co-defendants

I ain't got time for a broad who be so dependent

Rolling around with a fire arm praying off harm

How else you think a young nigga's supposed to get it?

Aye,

Easy way or the hard way

Late to class

Trying to bag a broad in the hallway

Way she caused the scene could've started on Broadway

I don't really think that we can make it

I ain't frugal, she high maintenance

She don't got the patience

I ain't trying to keep her waiting

Seen the end before it happened

This our final destination

Ignoring all the signs

Needed change I bag a dime

Out of line, out of time

Out of sight, out of mind