Kur - Breaking Necks lyrics

[Kur - Breaking Necks lyrics]

Young bitches breakin' they neck
Young nigga, pay me respect, come on
I told her to slide, mm i told her to slide

I told her to slide, I just got
Her number, she like, "We just met
You buggin'" (Yeah)
To be real, I don't usually do this, but
Send me the address, I'll be there
I'm comin' (She bluffin')
Bitches be bluffin'
I tell 'em what they wanna hear to fuck 'em
My dawg got years for nothin' and
My other dawg ain't here, I love him
(I miss him) it could all disappear, I'm
Humble, nobody cared
It was years I suffered (Real talk)
I'm always near some trouble, leavin'
These bitches in tears, They puzzled
(They puzzled)
Okay, up it and up it, we in the


Car in Spring Garden, she sucked it
She sucked it (I'm swervin')
I got no time for the fuck
Shit, I moved to Jersey
I came from a bucket (Jers')
Least I could say that I never was selfish
And I always been on some us shit
(Real talk) least I could say that I
Owned up to everything
When I was caught up in dumb shit (Lit)
Least I could say that
I offered y'all everything
I never been on no crumb shit
That's the least I could say
(Niggas know) , K 57, okay (Ahh)
Now I feel okay
(O oh) , I faithfully pray (Come on)
Lotta opps (Damn)
Too many was poppin' like a year ago
Ain't poppin' today (Are you okay?)
Huh, more Seroquel, slept through the day
(Damn, I miss him)
They see my attitude is terrible
I think it's okay (Think it's no issues)
79 shit I'm reppin' to the grave (79 shit)
Jordan 9s on, skippin' 'cross the stage
(They got the red ones)
Just blocked this bitch I met
It only been a day (Come on now)
I'ma go down as a vet
So why would niggas play? (Niggas buggin')
Sent a Uber, she in West, I said
"It's on the way" (Yeah, it's comin')
Some days I'm coolin', then I'm stressed
Shit be in the way (Damn)
All of this music shit is chess
How you gon' play? (How you gon' play it?)
Man, I got so much on my chest
How I'm gon' say?
I know I'm rude sometimes
Shit I be wearin' rude at times
I smoke 'til my mood is fine (Real talk)
I ain't comin' to lose this time
Need M's on my plate to get full this time
(Okay)
Plus I'm bringin' the wolves this time
And that's on my soul, We good this time
(Ah) i'm who the hood behind
After we fuck, I'm good, I'm fine
(I'm fine)
Don't let the door hit you, babygirl
Just hit me when you get inside (Babygirl)
Niggas wan' spin through, got drums
They taggin' whoever outside (Real talk)
Dawg, I'ma hustle 'fore I be a bum 'cause
I ain't on none of that time
(On none of that)
How I'ma piece it when I had crumbs?
You niggas is out of your mind
(On none of that)
When I got a heater, shit be goin' down
You know my shit is top of the line (Okay)
Top of the, top of the line
Bitches I fuck with is top of the line
(I see you)
Can't wait 'til I hash out with mom
Can't wait to put on the
Block 'cause it's time (O oh)
I fucked his thot baby mom and got her
Some for her and her mom (Yeah)
'Cept when I run into cash
I'm gon' hunt you down and word is bond
(And word is bond, mean that)
Donny, he really ain't do it
That's fucked up he servin' that time
(Donny ain't do it)
My mom told me watch how
I'm movin' 'cause, shit
She be worried at times (Worried 'bout me)

I'm from the 4 of course
I'm from the 4 of course, I'm from the 4
I'm from the 4 of course, I'm from the 4
I'm from the 4 of course, I'm from the 4

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