Bread N Butta

[Intro] JD on the track [Chorus: Calboy>] I had some blood on my hands I got some blood on my money I put some bread on his head My lil' shooter done got him some money I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I felt bad had to pop at my cousin Used to post on that block I been thuggin' 15 deep we ain't sleep in no bed Me and bro on the floor with the covers Come from nothin' was not under cover Swear that pain be makin' me wonder Dropped on me and I make that bitch stutter Don't go losing your head for nothin' I try hard for that bread and butter I try hard for that bread and butter [Verse 1: Calboy] Ran up a whole hundred racks now I'm thumbin' I did that shit for my mother I did that shit for my brother Think about pain and I pour up the mud I got a dark cloud I just be prayin' to god when will it be sunny Not showin' no heart now Most of these bitches be fried no I ain't no dummy These niggas be buggin' I never seen not a penny from none of you niggas when I ain't had nothin' If I'm never showin' no love then none of these bitches would still be fuckin' My shorty get wild, wild, wild He pull up and shoot up the function I got a glizzy might bust it My shooter gon' get him a body Damn, this shit get crazy we from the basement Nigga just talkin' leave him on the pavement I got a hundred round drum it go brazy Yeah, yeah We gettin' faded we gettin' wasted Shit that I witnessed you probably couldn't take it Gave her, her heart and I'm probably gon' break it [Chorus: Calboy] I had some blood on my hands I got some blood on my money I put some bread on his head My lil' shooter done got him some money I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I felt bad had to pop at my cousin Used to post on that block I been thuggin' 15 deep we ain't sleep in no bed Me and bro on the floor with the covers Come from nothin' was not under cover Swear that pain be makin' me wonder Dropped on me and I make that bitch stutter Don't go losing your head for nothin' I try hard for that bread and butter I try hard for that bread and butter [Verse 2: Borges] Eu tenho sangue nas minhas mãos Eu vou atirar nesse cara, porque ele é X9, eu não aceito perdão O tráfico domina a minha cidade, preciso me manter bandido Por todos meus manos que já se foi', eu espero que cuidem do amigo Todos eles me amavam, então eu vou fazer isso Ficar muito rico Tudo que eu tenho feito é ficar muito rico Não caio perante o inimigo Eles querem a minha morte mas são recebidos a tiros Piar no miolo é 90 soldado' por isso eu nem ligo Não vão me trancar no camarim do Estado, mais uma vez Hoje eu tenho show lotado e um coração vazio Se Deus é por nós, quem será contra nós? Esse é o desabafo de um jovem bandido [Chorus: Calboy] I had some blood on my hands I got some blood on my money I put some bread on his head My lil' shooter done got him some money I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I said fuck nigga you had it comin' I felt bad had to pop at my cousin Used to post on that block I been thuggin' 15 deep we ain't sleep in no bed Me and bro on the floor with the covers Come from nothin' was not under cover Swear that pain be makin' me wonder Dropped on me and I make that bitch stutter Don't go losing your head for nothin' I try hard for that bread and butter I try hard for that bread and butter