Lyrics BREAK AWAY PT. 2 - Eric North, Misogi

BREAK AWAY PT. 2

Not a Christian but I rock Louboutin
This that D_U shit with the fucking unit
I mobbing with a rocket, nigga, fuck a bullet (Yuh)
Everybody talking shit, know they do not do shit (Yuh)
Niggas got me fucked up thinking I won’t do this
I got Velcro straps on my fucking feet, yah
I got a one of one tees if I need a greenback
I got trauma in my brain, you won’t ever see that
I got brown skin twins that I call Kit-Kat (Yuh)
Know my fist be bloody wet when I rock it in your face
You don’t wanna feel my presence, you don’t wanna die today
Tryna put me in a cage like a motherfucking ape
Maybe 'cause of the Baby Milo that’s chilling on my cape
Hunnid on my teeth, that’s a hundred on me (Yuh)
Hunnid on my teeth, that’s a hundred on me (Yuh)
Hunnid on my teeth, that’s a hundred on me (Yuh)
Hunnid on my teeth, that’s a hundred on me (Yuh)
Hate, rage, don’t settle well (Settle well)
I know time will tell (Will tell)
So much on my health (My health)
Tell me boy, do not kill yourself
Yeah, you love me, you don’t mean it, fuck it, you can get a beam
Everybody Barry Bonds when I’m chilling with my team
I am so not very fond of you grabbing on my jeans
This a 'K all in waist and I ain’t talking 'bout the green
See that mean that, I switch up just a tad
Got a little blonde shorty who itching to get a tab
Asking niggas in the back if they are securing the bag
Got a lot of architects who be building a mean stack
They all up on my dick like tick attack
This that D_U shit with the fucking unit
I mobbing with a rocket, nigga, fuck a bullet
Everybody talking shit, know they do not do shit
Niggas got me fucked up thinking I won’t do this
This that D_U shit with the fucking unit
I mobbing with a rocket, nigga, fuck a bullet
Everybody talking shit, know they do not do shit
Niggas got me fucked up thinking I won’t do this