Breeze lyrics

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(Sample)
I don’t wanna see-

I’mma keep trippin' village to village

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Check it
I got a fetish for Foot Locker
All the Jordans on the rack make sure they fit proper
All this Versace on my back I feel like Big Poppa
All that poppin' on the net, you ain’t go do nada (ain’t do sh*t)
And I’m making dollars as the time ticks
Breadrick Douglas taking swimming to see a blue strips (Breadrick)
My old sh*t sound better than your new sh*t (new sh*t)
You n*ggas music like after using a Q-tip (trash)
Ya chain skinny as a toothpick
Old as my uncles and still trying to do sh*t
On your IG, looking like a goof sh*t
How you a gangsta taking selfies on some cute sh*t?
Bum rappers everywhere dissing me
On low just wan' be, part of the history
I put you through a life full of misery
I heard your story and I cried you a river full of sympathy
My instrument of death perform a symphony
That’s when dumb ass n*ggas start having epiphanies
Everyday n*ggas getting shot up
Spray the MAC like a f*cking hair product