Breathe Lyrics

T-Roll

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

N***a know I get on this bitch, I make the booth jump

Bring a n***a to these feet

I bring a bitch to these knees

Got to get my shit together

We gon' be rich forever

I don't care how much money you got, you gon' be a bitch forever

They twistin' they fingers up

N***a claimin' they gang

Somethin' ain't addin' up

I don't stand for the same thing

N****s be loyal to certain n****s, they don't be loyal to the whole gang

Mi familia LBPC, I stand for the whole thing

I just be catchin' the drift uh

I just be peepin' the play, uh

Don't get caught in between, uh

I don't put no foot on the brakes, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

But n****s ain't rockin' with gang, gang

He came when the fame came

Where he was when the rain came

I sent thousands to the chain gang

I did a front flip off the porch

That's when all of the pain came

Remember them n****s spent on, uh, uh

Made that thing flame

But I ain't gon' need much bap

I ain't need much hit

Tryna manhandle the stick

You gotta squat with that bitch, uh, uh

Damn, I miss my draco

Learned alot from that bitch, uh

Remember my 50 jam, damn

Gang got hit in the head, damn

You need no 50s, for no murder

You a killer 10 uh lay him down, I told him

Breathe, breathe, breathe

N***a keep breathin', uh

Breathe, breathe, breathe

N***a keep breathin', uh

Damn, gang, hold on, we almost there, uh

I told him keep breathin', breathe, gang

We gon' get even, squeeze, gang

R.P. Philli' cheese, gang

Achoo bless him, sneeze, gang

This one here for the members

Stood tall in the system

Been on both sides of the island

The suspect and the victim

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Fuck that bitch, don't spoil her

Your madman need him, a lawyer

I wrap me a n***a up

Like some aluminum foil, uh

Truth be told, I just wanna fuck

Let my lil' n***a record you, uh

We at the proper location in Georgia

None of these hoes ain't loyal, uh

Probably don't wave that a n***a bitch

But I ain't doin' no testifying, uh

I don't lay down at this time, n***a

I'm supposed to shine, uh

I can't believe everything you sayin

I already know you be lyin', uh

Fuck those lil' bad deals on the table

Lil' n***a, you know how to climb, uh

Everything I say, I mean it, uh

Block gettin' hotter than Phoenix, uh

CP3, he a demon, uh

Uh, need to wake, he fiendin', uh

N***a done fought on me so dirty

Even Mandel can't clean it, uh

Op got left in the middle of the street

Somebody dead, ain't breathin', uh

N***a get ripped by them cuttas, uh

Well, I'm in the trap, my brothers, uh

But somebody's son in trouble, uh

Somebody's sons breathe, breathe, breathe

N***a gon' breathe with what

Let n***a use blood to cut, uh

I'm the type of n***a that'll pick up the bag

At the same time drop my nuts, uh

Swaggy behind me, I flash, yeah

I'm on the way to the racks, uh

N***a be claimin' they listen to me now

We give him my album attack, uh

Tiger be playin' with pots and pines

I don't give a damn if we shot your man

I get killed, I'ma do my lil' dance

N***a, you a bitch, get the only fan

Come shot now, this your only chance

Feel a n***a talk back, I was just playin

Fuck a n***a, bitch, as long as I can

N***a can't breathe, I don't know what he sayin

Man, hold on, Sparks, man, let that bitch breathe, uh

Breathe, uh

I got some shit on my mind, tell

N***a better slayin' that eye, tell

Don't call me if you phone tell

Six months grown, now I'm on tell

Broke-ass n***a, get your own trial

Boom, boom, I got my own style

I don't stop, better shoot my own crowd

I talk shit, n***a, on route

Uh, breathe, breathe

Breathe, uh