Bryson Tiller - Break Bread lyrics
[Hook: Bryson Tiller] Go out on the weekends I barely Peace and prosperity Drinking not heavily She can't stop texting me I don't know why she sweating me Live b**hes can't get with me n***as better stop testing me n***as can't break bread with me [Verse 1: Byson Tiller] She ain't on the same sh** Young Tiller on Kick her to the curb If she ain't willing to learn imma send her home Grams in a zip lock bag For the time that i spend alone And I'm just getting stoned Got green like Piccolo Ya ain't talking money Then the convo short like Krillin though k**er song by the bank Its k**er all n***a f** a celebrity status Long as my money long Cut me a check imma cash it I don't pay these n***as no mind Cause i can't write that off in my taxes Headed to the bank just laughing Ironically I'm from the city of Ca**ius I done met a lot of temporary people Like I'm in the f**in' temp service If you ain't real stay away I encourage All my n***as stay down inverted Hey save your energy conserve it Keep your two cents don't insert it Check the blueprints I'm in the building Squad in the building We turn off for certain you spy on me Eyeing me Your recent searches n***a [Bridge: Bryson Tiller] What the hell is you telling me When it comes to fame n***a I care the least Free loaders screaming "Share with me, we go way back" Stay back You especially [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Go out on the weekends I barely Peace and prosperity Drinking not heavily She can't stop texting me I don't know why she sweating me Live b**hes can't get with me n***as better stop testing me n***as can't break bread with me [Verse 2: King Vory] I am no god A king at the most i just wait for my ride The beast's off the leash Who invested some time with a hell of a grind See these hoes are not yours And these hoes are not mine Rolly bust out cause it happen on time Believed in my n***as I knew that we were gon' shine Shout out to my dawg Who invested some time I'm one of a kind but still on my grind Don't start it or stop it Drew Brees in my pocket My b**h, she so tropic Pull up in that optic These b**hes can't stop it We want it we cop it On IG I'm trending My name is the topics Pull up in that aw sh** He bugging we off him My flow I be on it Don't see no components R.I.P to L.A They know I Capone it, they know I be on it They say numbers don't lie Including as pointers My n***as got work Ain't talking employment Now go make your appointment She rub me like ointment [Bridge: Bryson Tiller] What the hell is you telling me When it comes to fame n***a I care the least Free loaders screaming "Share with me, we go way back" Stay back You especially [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Go out on the weekends I barely Peace and prosperity Drinking not heavily She can't stop texting me I don't know why she sweating me Live b**hes can't get with me n***as better stop testing me n***as can't break bread with me