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BREAK EVEN
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Utwór BREAK EVEN został wydany 31 sierpnia 2026 przez Heaven Aint Cheap LLC jako część albumu C'est La Vie
31 sierpnia 2026
WytwórniaHeaven Aint Cheap LLC
JęzykEnglish
BPM82
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

Tryna be more free than a closed case
The block hot as BG, Juvie, Turk, wayne
Kicked her ass out the coupe she a bird brain
Alchemist I made gold out of pure pain
I got dreams of being King of my day an age
Malcom X with the chop by the window pain
We ain't marching hoe we stepping yelling bombs away
By any means necessary Ima find a way
The blueprint I demonstrate what you should emulate
Word to Kenn I'm tryna ball fuck a dinner date
When they let me in the building ima renovate
I set the bar as if I'm pulling up my body weight
Look, I can't let 'em get the best of me
10k hours hell bent on spitting heavenly
More about a legacy
I built this mezzanine brick by brick I could never be a Tetris piece
Especially, when I know I'm next to be the missing link
My aura 'bout as gold as my accessories
Look, gotta have it
Ghetto baby still pocket tapping
Ganja reeking through the plastic like a pissy mattress
Cut my bitch off no distractions tryna make it happen
You ain't got it like I got it cause you fucking stagnant
Reminiscing bout the past saying how you use to have it
Them **** having Deja Vu like Paula Patton
Take it all personal
Ask my personnel
That pussy shallow every sentence bout yo purse and nails
Knew I could make a record sale before a record sale
I got em rolling in the deep end like they was Adele
Sea sick, got me nauseous
Fuck is caution
Boy I rather load a cartridge and load a coffin
Big bam bae I'm flawless not a finger on it
I'm in the building new department corner office
The main motive run the price up like a auction
My next one is turn my **** into bosses
Super grateful even praying for my enemies
Feel like tryna hide yo treasure in a den of thieves
Alone in the cold tried to leave me
Even when I'm gone know they need me
Aura still gleaming in the evening
I cannot afford breaking even
Ok if four **** play then five **** lay we not breaking even
Leave you lyin there like Richie better take it easy
We the reason you slave in the stu' and can't release it
I talk that east side fluently but I think Ibiza
Inner magic so the aura look like tie-die
Treasure from the trauma
Alchemy in real time
Flowin like the billabong
Fully loaded magazine just talkin bout my catalog
Demo sound like Demi god
Okay my penmanship is shit but I talk in cursive
I get off my course, stumble, slip but I walk with purpose
I just paid my rent up off a skill that you thought was worthless
If I'm wrong when it's all said and done well then lord have mercy
This what my writers block sound like
From the corners of my brain where you can drown light
When I die retire my pen next to Dumar
The law of rhythm and and kippa just passed the bar
Like a chin up hoe, decades later we cracking off
I can turn a lie into the truth, therein lies the difference
Should paralyzed in yo top five think something Chris will do
Biggie too, cook entendres up like they vindaloo
This when coke and arm and hammer finally introduced
Whip it like my fingers 10 and two the love ain't digital
I'm lit ****, literal
Millies off of syllables
Money coming cyclical, then I get invisible
Alone in the cold tried to leave me
Even when I'm gone know they need me
Aura still gleaming in the evening
I cannot afford breaking even
Written by: Brandon Foster, Castille Guy, Stanley Edwards
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