Nines - Break Away lyrics

[Verse 1: Nines] Sorry mom for all them times I got suspended in school Gettin' footballer money, my teacher said I was a fool Haters commenting on my 'Gram, that sh** don't faze me 4 pipes on the Porsche, yo my whip so crazy Told Pebz "make sure you stay strapped" I just left the label Christmas party to go and break down a pack 1a the hood, land all them shottas out of town Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down Tryna leave a n***a's head by the pavement Drivin' round in this dinger, gettin' impatient Thinkin' that I shoulda spent more time with my nephew It's f**ed, seen them fake n***as shine seen the best lose Pissed cuh my little n***a lost a few guns Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' with some new ones I get money every time my phone rings Wasn't always fly, we had to grow wings I'm still in the field where it's f**ing real I ain't got time to chill I need a hundred mil And way before the deal I paid my mother's bills Tryna cop a house in the hills That's how uncle Phil Free my n***a Hydro, he just rang When I sweep my floor I'm finding b**hes' earrings in my dust pan Told my Misses that she can't f**ing be my wife Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do nothin' with your life Came a long way from 7 grams on the scale Feels like yesterday I was banged up in jail Now it's planes all the time, I be traveling the world f** 'Dam, I'm goin' Spain they got amne' there for sale But now I'm in the office, used to doin' business in the rain Now it's house parties every week, Sydney and Sharane Should I fall back off the trap Put my whole into rap n***as keep callin' for packs And I can't walk away from stacks Heard he put down his gun and his mask Tryna live off his rep, who gives a f** what you done in the past Got a deal, still tryna make it off the loud Don't be standin' with them paigons, cuh I spray in the crowd It's Nines... [Skit: Nines] These young bucks are f**ed B Like they look up to the drug dealers and sh** All the gang bangers, or footballers All the footballers can't make it bruh And they end up flyin' birds All the Trapstars can't make you think every little n***a gonna be Nina wid da Nina [Verse 2: Nines] Ay yo f** the haters Talkin' 'bout we're troublemakers Everybody on me for a hundred favors Me and Bund bunin' flavours Ask the neighbours I was out there, mornin' from the night Used to say one day I'll be a baller, I was right All these groupie b**hes around the country wanna holla Yea I f**ed the fans, but don't judge me like your honour Famous in the shooter I just came from the j**eler Immigration wanna dip my chain back to Cuba Did alright last year, probably shoulda saved more Lookin' through The Sun I see my ting on page 4 I'm gettin' bait, I gotta hide my face Still got crackheads whistling outside the base I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried 'bout them broke haters Probably get about 20 Phillips watch with no papers Send my yungens shop for a box of latex He's been gettin' money since So Solid was rockin' Avirexes It's Nines... [Skit:Nines] Some of the flyest Trapstars I ever seen in my life Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now blud Lucky I was flyin' birds But I was sayin' "Oh lemme try this music ting as well" Man was payin like... Obviously I was payin' for all this sh** myself I could honestly say, I don't know how much I faulked into music Mad Ps probably, I don't know Little n***as gotta f**in' invest their P blud Or try invest into something other than trapping I mean everyone can't be a rapper blud n***as can do many other things But just invest in suttin' else B There you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya know