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Nines

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Break Away Lyrics - Nines

Sorry mom for all them times I got suspended in school 

Gettin' footballer money, my teacher said I was a fool 

Haters commenting on my 'Gram, that shit don't faze me 

4 pipes on the Porsche, yo my whip so crazy 

Told Pebz "make sure you stay strapped" 

I just left the label Christmas party to go and break down a pack 

1a the hood, land all them shottas out of town 

Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down 

Tryna leave a nigga's head by the pavement 

Drivin' round in this dinger, gettin' impatient 

Thinkin' that I shoulda spent more time with my nephew 

It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the best lose 

Pissed cuh my little nigga lost a few guns 

Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' with some new ones 

I get money every time my phone rings 

Wasn't always fly, we had to grow wings 

I'm still in the field where it's fucking real 

I ain't got time to chill 

I need a hundred mil 

And way before the deal I paid my mother's bills 

Tryna cop a house in the hills 

That's how uncle Phil 

Free my nigga Hydro, he just rang 

When I sweep my floor 

I'm finding bitches' earrings in my dust pan 

Told my Misses that she can't fucking be my wife 

Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do nothin' with your life 

Came a long way from 7 grams on the scale 

Feels like yesterday I was banged up in jail 

Now it's planes all the time, I be traveling the world 

Fuck 'Dam, I'm goin' Spain they got ammi there for sale 

But now I'm in the office, used to doin' business in the rain 

Now it's house parties every week, Sydney and Sharane 

Should I fall back off the trap 

Put my whole into rap 

Niggas keep callin' for packs 

And I can't walk away from stacks 

Heard he put down his gun and his mask 

Tryna live off his rep, who gives a fuck what you done in the past 

Got a deal, still tryna make it off the loud 

Don't be standin' with them paigons, cuh I spray in the crowd 

It's Nines... 

 

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These young bucks are fucked B 

Like they look up to the drug dealers and shit 

All the gang bangers, or footballers 

All the footballers can't make it bruh 

And they end up flyin' birds 

All the Trapstars can't make you think every little nigga gonna be Nina wid da Nina 

 

Ay yo fuck the haters 

Talkin' 'bout we're troublemakers 

Everybody on me for a hundred favors 

Me and Bund bunin' flavours 

Ask the neighbours 

I was out there, mornin' from the night 

Used to say one day I'll be a baller, I was right 

All these groupie bitches around the country wanna holla 

Yea I fucked the fans, but don't judge me like your honour 

Famous in the shooter 

I just came from the jeweler 

Immigration wanna dip my chain back to Cuba 

Did alright last year, probably shoulda saved more 

Lookin' through The Sun I see my ting on page 4 

I'm gettin' bait, I gotta hide my face 

Still got crackheads whistling outside the base 

I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried 'bout them broke haters 

Probably get about 20 Phillips watch with no papers 

Send my yungens shop for a box of latex 

He's been gettin' money since So Solid was rockin' Avirexes 

It's Nines... 

 

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Some of the flyest Trapstars I ever seen in my life 

Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now bludLucky I was flyin' birds 

But I was sayin' "Oh lemme try this music ting as well" 

Man was payin like... 

Obviously I was payin' for all this shit myself 

I could honestly say, I don't know how much I faulked into music 

Mad Ps probably, I don't know 

Little niggas gotta fuckin' invest their P blud 

Or try invest into something other than trapping 

I mean everyone can't be a rapper blud 

Niggas can do many other things 

But just invest in suttin' else B 

There you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya know 

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