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B1G CAM - Break Bread Lyrics



B1G CAM - Break Bread Lyrics
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(I'm on the road, I'm on the road...)
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah...)
Yea, aye
Look, aye
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
Look aye
If I got the rock I'ma swing it, hands on my racks like Serena
These bands in the back of the beamer, we coolin' might still have to break a nigga down like Genius
Whole crew got the vision I ain't talking 'bout a lens, but I see through the cap that them other niggas saying
They been hopping on a wave tryna surf but instead I'm on shore drawing plans for my boat in the sand
What I said? I'ma sail like they never did, tryna climb to the top 'til my neck Mount Everest
By the way it's looking I won't ever miss, and I know a couple vibes that could make it move like gelatin
Don't think I'm settling for the lesser nigga, only settling for the check, yeah
I barely get any rest, tryna put diamond necklaces on my chest cause...
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
They gon' watch yo' pockets, like you on a broadcast nigga no cap
Tryna take off like a rocket, that's something that they wanna trap but it won't happen
Too influenced, got a strong passion, I been doing music I then turned to an addict, yeah
Getting higher than an attic, we gon' be red carpet fly just like Aladdin cause I'm on the road...
(Nigga I'm rolling)
Right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer, nigga
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(I'm on the road, I'm on the road...)
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah...)
Yea, aye
Look, aye
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
Look aye
If I got the rock I'ma swing it, hands on my racks like Serena
These bands in the back of the beamer, we coolin' might still have to break a nigga down like Genius
Whole crew got the vision I ain't talking 'bout a lens, but I see through the cap that them other niggas saying
They been hopping on a wave tryna surf but instead I'm on shore drawing plans for my boat in the sand
What I said? I'ma sail like they never did, tryna climb to the top 'til my neck Mount Everest
By the way it's looking I won't ever miss, and I know a couple vibes that could make it move like gelatin
Don't think I'm settling for the lesser nigga, only settling for the check, yeah
I barely get any rest, tryna put diamond necklaces on my chest cause...
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
They gon' watch yo' pockets, like you on a broadcast nigga no cap
Tryna take off like a rocket, that's something that they wanna trap but it won't happen
Too influenced, got a strong passion, I been doing music I then turned to an addict, yeah
Getting higher than an attic, we gon' be red carpet fly just like Aladdin cause I'm on the road...
(Nigga I'm rolling)
Right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer
I'm on the road, yeah, right to the riches, yeah yeah
I'm on they toes, getting my dough and extending my digits, yeah yeah
I want 'bout 4 of them commas to break it in quarters and split it to blow on my momma
Not worried 'bout none of them tryna prevent me from scoring, I'll dish it and throw on the dimer, nigga
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Writer: Cameron Moore
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Performed By: B1G CAM
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Cameron Moore

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