Yo Gotti - Breakaman FAKE lyrics

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Yo Gotti - Breakaman FAKE lyrics

(Talking) Nope, It ain't happening, not over here. You ain't finna get a fast Motherf**ing come up over here shawty. HELL NAW!! (Verse 1:) Shawty was so real back in '96 Before the big life all the ice and all the bricks Was small time grindin', high school rhymin' Just broke up with my b**h so it was like perfect timing She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet But she was gangsta in other words thugged-out But she was trafficing and manufacturin' d** out She was a little older she was a little bolder Than all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla We used to walk to cla**, I used to hold her folder You know that in-between green sh** to win her over But f** it, I'm a soldier, by now she should've noticed That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola She had nice goals future thought-out with a plan But let me tell you how this b**h was trying to break a man (Chorus) Tryin', tryin', to break a man I don't understand (Verse 2:) I told you she was real, at least I thought she was I f**ed with her for years, but that was just because The situation seemed like it was meant to be Until the money came I thought we was the perfect team I worked a little harder, yes, i was like my father All through the rain, sleet, and snow like it was no tomorrow I had to stack my dollars, real n***as do real things like the lifetime in Volume 1 of Sean Carter I started flippin' cars, she started flippin' out I tried to figure out what the f** she b**hin' bout She go a little crazy, she got a little lazy No more with future plans and goals she only talkin babies Im only talkin maybe She constantly talkin' give me Don't wanna hustle don't wanna work, I guess she out to get me My money won't decrease by any circumstance I ain't gone give you sh**, you ain't gone break a man (Chorus) (Verse 3:) Now we didn't have a pot to piss in Shawty that's when you would listen My down a** Memphis b**h, just playin yo postion This before you had my son, this before I had a name This before i copped the deal, this before I let it WANG Told you was my plan was to try to come up on some change Do my music out of town, i got to hoppin' on the planes All the time away from home, sh** you wasn't in my trust While I'm out of town Rap Hustlin', doing this sh** for us All of a sudden you need some space, so I let you breathe Went and got yo own place, and I was wrong for lettin' you leave? Now I'm back to f**in' n***as hoes, back to f**in' b**hed friends Seen the spot I'm livin' in, got mad when I went and got the Benz Now you want some dividends, now you wanna go to court I give Nick everything he need, why you filing child support? Left me, and now you hurt cause you ain't in my plans You got me f**ed up shawty and you tryin' to Break a man (DAMN) (Chorus til end)

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