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Cameron Butler - Break the Simulation (Radio Edit) Lyrics




Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

Hunt for the bag
F*ck stunting for a chick
Run the bucks up fast
Till I'm dust in a crypt, yeah
My homies know what it is
We been hungry for a brick so we colder than a fridge

Maj whipping the accord
Matty Ice dripping in sauce
On a mission to the riches
In position as a boss
Frigid n*ggas, been frost
Kicking pricks, get lost
Get lost

You don't want it with the squad
I've maneuvered through the odds
Because I'm moving with God, yeah
I come alive in the night
Loyal to my dogs, I'ma ride with the guys

To the bag
Over all the hurt that I had
Just know I put in work for the cash
Red dot ready, dropping truth
But it's still no telling, just this pure dope selling, yeah

Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

For the dogs
I go hard
Stay scheming
On living large
B*tch you tweaking, word to Pierre
Elevated mane, I'm swerving in the air

All the f*ck sh*t I don't care for
To all the bum n*ggas, what you here for?
Trying to up the figures like the money at the airport
Quit the whimpering because life is not a fair sport

You don't want it with the squad
I've maneuvered through the odds
Because I'm moving with God, yeah
I come alive in the night
Loyal to my dogs, I'ma ride with the guys

To the bag
Over all the hurt that I had
Just know I put in work for the cash
Red dot ready, dropping truth
But it's still no telling, just this pure dope selling, yeah

Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
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Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

Hunt for the bag
F*ck stunting for a chick
Run the bucks up fast
Till I'm dust in a crypt, yeah
My homies know what it is
We been hungry for a brick so we colder than a fridge

Maj whipping the accord
Matty Ice dripping in sauce
On a mission to the riches
In position as a boss
Frigid n*ggas, been frost
Kicking pricks, get lost
Get lost

You don't want it with the squad
I've maneuvered through the odds
Because I'm moving with God, yeah
I come alive in the night
Loyal to my dogs, I'ma ride with the guys

To the bag
Over all the hurt that I had
Just know I put in work for the cash
Red dot ready, dropping truth
But it's still no telling, just this pure dope selling, yeah

Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

For the dogs
I go hard
Stay scheming
On living large
B*tch you tweaking, word to Pierre
Elevated mane, I'm swerving in the air

All the f*ck sh*t I don't care for
To all the bum n*ggas, what you here for?
Trying to up the figures like the money at the airport
Quit the whimpering because life is not a fair sport

You don't want it with the squad
I've maneuvered through the odds
Because I'm moving with God, yeah
I come alive in the night
Loyal to my dogs, I'ma ride with the guys

To the bag
Over all the hurt that I had
Just know I put in work for the cash
Red dot ready, dropping truth
But it's still no telling, just this pure dope selling, yeah

Yeah I've taken L's
Now I'm trying to make M's
Pumping up the money
I'm not trying to make friends
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim
All my dogs want to ball
So I got to break the sim

We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
We just trying to break the simulation
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Writer: Cameron Butler
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