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Breadwinner
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M Huncho
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Quincy Tellem Bread, butter, Hovis That's what I'm gettin' to (Cash) I like my money toasted (Ding) I like it folded Clean, rubbered, folded I applaud it And my heart is clean (Clean) Life is gorgeous (Gorgeous) Jugg, sleep, repeat (Jugg) Get a fortune (Cash) No contingencies (Yeah, yeah) I'm gonna force it Gave my a family a roof Now, I got my girl a roof Give an order out to shoot (Give an order out to shoot) We don't roll around with groups My bruddas came from group homes Avianne new stones (Avianne new stonеs) Avianne new stones (Nah) You can't wеar my shoes with no shoe, horn (Nah) You don't even have a f*cking clue, hoe (Nah) Every watch, it used to be a two, tone But I fell in love with the rose, gold Dolce and Gabbana for my home clothes I can't rest, I'ma get it with no breaks Worked on myself, on my own (Own) I can't rest, I want bread in bulk (Bread) Had to put the killer on pause (Pause) My heart good, but it's gettin' cold (Cold, prrt, prrt, prrt) Bread, butter, Hovis That's what I'm gettin' to I like my money toasted I like it folded Clean, rubbered, folded I applaud it And my heart is clean Life is gorgeous Never planned to be in showbiz Got my eyes on the Forbes list (Forbes list) Man, I came up of a quarter Now, the Richy worth a quarter (Quarter) Now, I'm sittin' in the ivy Cap on, lookin' icy (Icy) If you want me, you can find me (Find me) Got my pistol right beside me (Beside me) One wrong step, that's a mistake That you don't really wanna make, oh Pistol or the gauge, oh And I'll beat the case Arabic dial, let me put it on the face Seven figures, and I'm pushin' it to eight I don't think it's luck, I put it all on fate And I pray to God to take away my sins Mama told me "I should never lose my faith" Mama told me "It will always be my friends" That would turn their back, but never lose your way Huncholini, I've been leanin' till this day Huncholini, now, I'm pickin' up the pace Feelings ain't a thing, and I don't feel a way I'm just happy that I really made a change I'm just happy that I did it all my way Bread, butter, Hovis That's what I'm gettin' to
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