Like, I gotta, I gotta re-up to stay up, like
I gotta break down just to build myself back up
Like, I can't come down so I gotta roll up
Niggas don't get that shit, they don't get that shit
Yeah, yeah, nigga need a new plug
From another planet, I really got blue blood
I ain't off the xan, no I chew cud
Confidence like got some cuddy in here
Ain't no cut in my hair, I ain't twistin' shit
Though my locs grew quicker than how Twista spit
More folks peep, no no no way we know them right
Ye'en f*ckin with it in public, nigga what of it
Flaw camouflage, Purple King peepin ya colors
Southern twang wit the black skin, nigga she love it
When it's five for the ten, I just edit the budget
When it's 20 for the ten then I'm changing the subject
Niggas think they 'bove it all, watch for the trap door
I ain't cool just for the dap
Niggas act a damn fool just in need of reaction
I been dealing with the pieces of my mind, refraction
I'ma crumble up and break down
Whatever eyes shut, you ain't stopping shit
Break down, nigga gettin' high touch the muhf*ckin 'cropolis I said
Break down, hold up, put that shit in the air nigga
Break down, put that shit up in the air
What I'm missing nigga
I need the pay, pressure and more power
I cowabunga off a the flower for hours
Keep it tight, brush my shoulder, parasite in my sight
I feel stab in my side, then turn over at night
Moving chains, feel the shackle, every step for sure
Rey ain't no vegetable, said bitch, I'm next to blow
Don't take me serious, Mr. Constellation, period
I'm high every day, the sky was never my limiter
I'm out of this world, creation of different chemicals
I'm geeked up with pain, nah bitch, I ain't sane
Feel my anger bubble, ye'en ain't really hear what I'm saying
Pack the Hubba Bubba, sticky, gone quick, Usain
My foot to the pedal, f*ck a gold medal
Niggas snubbing for the recognition, ye'en chose better
Niggas kill their own dog, Old Yeller
Ain't no brick road made of gold, still soul sellin'
Break down, yea yea yea
Break down, ye a ay ye yea
Break down
Rey Morado - Breakdown Lyrics
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Like, I gotta, I gotta re-up to stay up, like
I gotta break down just to build myself back up
Like, I can't come down so I gotta roll up
Niggas don't get that shit, they don't get that shit
Yeah, yeah, nigga need a new plug
From another planet, I really got blue blood
I ain't off the xan, no I chew cud
Confidence like got some cuddy in here
Ain't no cut in my hair, I ain't twistin' shit
Though my locs grew quicker than how Twista spit
More folks peep, no no no way we know them right
Ye'en f*ckin with it in public, nigga what of it
Flaw camouflage, Purple King peepin ya colors
Southern twang wit the black skin, nigga she love it
When it's five for the ten, I just edit the budget
When it's 20 for the ten then I'm changing the subject
Niggas think they 'bove it all, watch for the trap door
I ain't cool just for the dap
Niggas act a damn fool just in need of reaction
I been dealing with the pieces of my mind, refraction
I'ma crumble up and break down
Whatever eyes shut, you ain't stopping shit
Break down, nigga gettin' high touch the muhf*ckin 'cropolis I said
Break down, hold up, put that shit in the air nigga
Break down, put that shit up in the air
What I'm missing nigga
I need the pay, pressure and more power
I cowabunga off a the flower for hours
Keep it tight, brush my shoulder, parasite in my sight
I feel stab in my side, then turn over at night
Moving chains, feel the shackle, every step for sure
Rey ain't no vegetable, said bitch, I'm next to blow
Don't take me serious, Mr. Constellation, period
I'm high every day, the sky was never my limiter
I'm out of this world, creation of different chemicals
I'm geeked up with pain, nah bitch, I ain't sane
Feel my anger bubble, ye'en ain't really hear what I'm saying
Pack the Hubba Bubba, sticky, gone quick, Usain
My foot to the pedal, f*ck a gold medal
Niggas snubbing for the recognition, ye'en chose better
Niggas kill their own dog, Old Yeller
Ain't no brick road made of gold, still soul sellin'
Break down, yea yea yea
Break down, ye a ay ye yea
Break down
I gotta break down just to build myself back up
Like, I can't come down so I gotta roll up
Niggas don't get that shit, they don't get that shit
Yeah, yeah, nigga need a new plug
From another planet, I really got blue blood
I ain't off the xan, no I chew cud
Confidence like got some cuddy in here
Ain't no cut in my hair, I ain't twistin' shit
Though my locs grew quicker than how Twista spit
More folks peep, no no no way we know them right
Ye'en f*ckin with it in public, nigga what of it
Flaw camouflage, Purple King peepin ya colors
Southern twang wit the black skin, nigga she love it
When it's five for the ten, I just edit the budget
When it's 20 for the ten then I'm changing the subject
Niggas think they 'bove it all, watch for the trap door
I ain't cool just for the dap
Niggas act a damn fool just in need of reaction
I been dealing with the pieces of my mind, refraction
I'ma crumble up and break down
Whatever eyes shut, you ain't stopping shit
Break down, nigga gettin' high touch the muhf*ckin 'cropolis I said
Break down, hold up, put that shit in the air nigga
Break down, put that shit up in the air
What I'm missing nigga
I need the pay, pressure and more power
I cowabunga off a the flower for hours
Keep it tight, brush my shoulder, parasite in my sight
I feel stab in my side, then turn over at night
Moving chains, feel the shackle, every step for sure
Rey ain't no vegetable, said bitch, I'm next to blow
Don't take me serious, Mr. Constellation, period
I'm high every day, the sky was never my limiter
I'm out of this world, creation of different chemicals
I'm geeked up with pain, nah bitch, I ain't sane
Feel my anger bubble, ye'en ain't really hear what I'm saying
Pack the Hubba Bubba, sticky, gone quick, Usain
My foot to the pedal, f*ck a gold medal
Niggas snubbing for the recognition, ye'en chose better
Niggas kill their own dog, Old Yeller
Ain't no brick road made of gold, still soul sellin'
Break down, yea yea yea
Break down, ye a ay ye yea
Break down
Writer: Erik Tuft
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