(Infinity turn me up!)
Breesh
Look
Let me talk to y'all niggas real quick
I live in a house with the wild ones (Facts)
I know 'bout struggles and shit
Know 'bout pain, issues, trust
Man homies done lied to a nigga (Know 'bout it all)
I gotta see it before I believe, 'cause I ain't got time for the streets
Nowadays, niggas be chuckin' and buggin', so I gotta separate shit (Chuck)
I thought some niggas was really my buzzin but niggas be cousins and shit (Niggas be psst)
It's niggas that know me and know what I do
I get to that money and shit (Get to that breesh)
No worry 'bout you, I'm chasin' my dreams, you steady up under my shit
I'm tryna take Momma Breesh out the hood. I'm tryna take over this shit (Watch how I move)
Watch how I move when I touchdown (Touch it)
Back end baby, a rush down (Look)
Feelin' like Melo in clutch
I been ballin' on court for some time now (Mhmm)
Then I got broke but a real nigga never fall off, and you know that's a timeout (Facts)
Temporary
When I get back in my bag, you gone see me and moms out (See me and moms out)
I don't play games, you wildn' out
I had some bands in my tech
I was just juggin' for morales and ways to find out how you done left (Juggin')
Bitch I grew up on the S (Still juggin')
I'm in the Heights, stayin' blessed (Let's get it)
Shootouts, we walk with a vest
Heard you a opp, better step
Smacked off the pack, got me blowin', I'm high as a jet
Knew this since I was bent
Just out of respect
Hold on wait, I got what you make
Why you makin' me stress all the time
I don't know 'bout the rest
Let's get to this cake
Mans got bands, sippin' Ace of Spades and countin' up some Benjamins
We livin' life for the best of it (Facts)
Ke Flocks, that's my brudda, my blooda, my G's. You know they gone hop in a foreign whip
Cash out on the spot and we drippin' already, they lookin' like we on some on bullshit
Young niggas from Sterling, we hood rich
Soon leave the hood with a nice pack
Don't doubt that
It's breesh in my pocket, don't watch that
Now get to a bag, got my stash
Go get to a bag, got my stash
Don't watch my face just tune in
All 2020 we keep comin' strong. Just listen
Look
Look
(Infinity turn me up!)
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(Infinity turn me up!)
Breesh
Look
Let me talk to y'all niggas real quick
I live in a house with the wild ones (Facts)
I know 'bout struggles and shit
Know 'bout pain, issues, trust
Man homies done lied to a nigga (Know 'bout it all)
I gotta see it before I believe, 'cause I ain't got time for the streets
Nowadays, niggas be chuckin' and buggin', so I gotta separate shit (Chuck)
I thought some niggas was really my buzzin but niggas be cousins and shit (Niggas be psst)
It's niggas that know me and know what I do
I get to that money and shit (Get to that breesh)
No worry 'bout you, I'm chasin' my dreams, you steady up under my shit
I'm tryna take Momma Breesh out the hood. I'm tryna take over this shit (Watch how I move)
Watch how I move when I touchdown (Touch it)
Back end baby, a rush down (Look)
Feelin' like Melo in clutch
I been ballin' on court for some time now (Mhmm)
Then I got broke but a real nigga never fall off, and you know that's a timeout (Facts)
Temporary
When I get back in my bag, you gone see me and moms out (See me and moms out)
I don't play games, you wildn' out
I had some bands in my tech
I was just juggin' for morales and ways to find out how you done left (Juggin')
Bitch I grew up on the S (Still juggin')
I'm in the Heights, stayin' blessed (Let's get it)
Shootouts, we walk with a vest
Heard you a opp, better step
Smacked off the pack, got me blowin', I'm high as a jet
Knew this since I was bent
Just out of respect
Hold on wait, I got what you make
Why you makin' me stress all the time
I don't know 'bout the rest
Let's get to this cake
Mans got bands, sippin' Ace of Spades and countin' up some Benjamins
We livin' life for the best of it (Facts)
Ke Flocks, that's my brudda, my blooda, my G's. You know they gone hop in a foreign whip
Cash out on the spot and we drippin' already, they lookin' like we on some on bullshit
Young niggas from Sterling, we hood rich
Soon leave the hood with a nice pack
Don't doubt that
It's breesh in my pocket, don't watch that
Now get to a bag, got my stash
Go get to a bag, got my stash
Don't watch my face just tune in
All 2020 we keep comin' strong. Just listen
Look
Look
(Infinity turn me up!)
Breesh
Look
Let me talk to y'all niggas real quick
I live in a house with the wild ones (Facts)
I know 'bout struggles and shit
Know 'bout pain, issues, trust
Man homies done lied to a nigga (Know 'bout it all)
I gotta see it before I believe, 'cause I ain't got time for the streets
Nowadays, niggas be chuckin' and buggin', so I gotta separate shit (Chuck)
I thought some niggas was really my buzzin but niggas be cousins and shit (Niggas be psst)
It's niggas that know me and know what I do
I get to that money and shit (Get to that breesh)
No worry 'bout you, I'm chasin' my dreams, you steady up under my shit
I'm tryna take Momma Breesh out the hood. I'm tryna take over this shit (Watch how I move)
Watch how I move when I touchdown (Touch it)
Back end baby, a rush down (Look)
Feelin' like Melo in clutch
I been ballin' on court for some time now (Mhmm)
Then I got broke but a real nigga never fall off, and you know that's a timeout (Facts)
Temporary
When I get back in my bag, you gone see me and moms out (See me and moms out)
I don't play games, you wildn' out
I had some bands in my tech
I was just juggin' for morales and ways to find out how you done left (Juggin')
Bitch I grew up on the S (Still juggin')
I'm in the Heights, stayin' blessed (Let's get it)
Shootouts, we walk with a vest
Heard you a opp, better step
Smacked off the pack, got me blowin', I'm high as a jet
Knew this since I was bent
Just out of respect
Hold on wait, I got what you make
Why you makin' me stress all the time
I don't know 'bout the rest
Let's get to this cake
Mans got bands, sippin' Ace of Spades and countin' up some Benjamins
We livin' life for the best of it (Facts)
Ke Flocks, that's my brudda, my blooda, my G's. You know they gone hop in a foreign whip
Cash out on the spot and we drippin' already, they lookin' like we on some on bullshit
Young niggas from Sterling, we hood rich
Soon leave the hood with a nice pack
Don't doubt that
It's breesh in my pocket, don't watch that
Now get to a bag, got my stash
Go get to a bag, got my stash
Don't watch my face just tune in
All 2020 we keep comin' strong. Just listen
Look
Look
(Infinity turn me up!)
Writer: JUSTIN SINGH
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC