Daily Bread Lyrics

I woke up feeling amazing

Let me give this grace

Thanking God for my daily bread

And my legs for my daily race

These m's matter not the rapper

But the green paper printed with a shady face

I know niggas on papers chasing paper

Who taught me not to stand still you walk on the escalator

It spoke life into me the words were respirators

See this extra paper

Extra flavor, come with extra haters

Keep an extra razor might just stretch ya later

Dog you niggas throw the body

Twelve gon fetch ya later

And that's if they find you before the alligators

A Cleveland nigga treat the dead just like a Florida boy

I earned stripes mine tiger like yours corduroys

Your pen need performance enhancers

Should be on the roids

I know all them lies in your raps tryna fill the voids

Me and you my nigga Oklahoma drill u can't avoid

A right, left then Philly Shell

I learned this shit from Floyd

Mama, it's just a blow job come and get employed

If it's one thing I know

Ain't nothing in this world free

An old school nigga mix earl johnson with my earl tea

I'm on one, a 20-0 run a 80s coke run

Yeah I see you building but I treat buildings like 0-1

Play with Smith and watch me beat dat we ass like you stole some

Hit em up there's no amnesia of who shot ya

Damn Kobe I know niggas who deserve the choppa

Married to the game me and money as the cake topper

We don't fake beef these discount like great shoppers

Stopping me impossible it's like the fake whopper

I got it locked the key stay with me like a skate locker

Then hit babygirl with the Melvin

Promised not to drop her

Give her that thunder

Westbrook, Durant, Serge Ibaka

Before Harden was on the rockets roster

Back before they started pocket watchin

Way before my niggas weighed coke before they options

Wanted to birth something couldn't accept adoption

Got it poppin, went to law school

But I always had the juice

I'm no Johnnie Cochran

Nah

Yeah

It's Smith

RIP to the Juice