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Nines – Break Away lyrics
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
Uh, 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 nephews
It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the best lose
Pissed 'cah my little nigga lost a few guns
Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' with some new ones
Uh, 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
Just like uncle Phil's

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 amne' 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
uh, 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

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

Some of the flyest trapstars I ever seen in my life
Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now blud
Lucky 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
But, mad Ps probably, I don't know
Little niggas gotta fuckin' invest their P blud
Or 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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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 Uh, 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 nephews It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the best lose Pissed 'cah my little nigga lost a few guns Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' with some new ones Uh, 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 Just like uncle Phil's 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 amne' 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 uh, 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 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 Some of the flyest trapstars I ever seen in my life Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now blud Lucky 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 But, mad Ps probably, I don't know Little niggas gotta fuckin' invest their P blud Or 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 Explain Request ×



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Songwriters: Courtney Freckleton, Yinka Bankole
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