Breakdown

Young nigga out the Bricks with the Knowledge, sick vendetta to get cheddar But I feel separated from other artists Cause money is an issue nigga fuck it it's a problem Newark kid fuck it rob 'em right That's how they people go about fixing their problems right They sleep at night and people eating from the garbage right For all that shit that I've been speaking, pray to God at night I breakdown Oh Mom I promise you the best I turn them zeroes on my tests to hella zeroes on my checks We skate town I just don't want to see you mad at me I wonder if they got a drug test at Applebees Ha, that shit ain't funny but we laugh That hunger in my tummy makes me wanna go to class But this rap shit has got me chasing money living fast Shit I'm always in the whip but ain't got money for the gas breakdown I can't even afford it, the doctors telling me that sleep is important But how can I be sleeping when I should be recording Shit there's money on my mind and I can sleep in my coffin R.I.P. to my gram though She's somewhere in a man hole And life is what it is and so I spill my heart so y'all can feel my soul We pay too much for this heat so I can't feel my toes And I ain't beat to put my career on hold So I'mma get off of this boy shit to a life of enjoyment I'm only good at being young though I'm 21 and from the Bricks, you get exposed to a jungle Its either get a job, rep a set, steady mobbin' shit Or do music out of college bitch And please don't cry cause did I mention Way back in freshman year I swear I had some good intentions I came home every Christmas, I made a couple wish lists But since I've been so blue eventually this little engine breakdown I'm hoping that my momma and my daddy stay around What's gonna happen to my sister if they pass away now Her life will be a little more than patty cake now This ain't no fuckin playground Sometime a nigga breakdown Sometime a nigga breakdown I swear to God I breakdown