letra de our daily bread - messiah! & mavi
[intro: messiah!]
(ayy, go ahead, fool)
(surf gang, b-tch)
ayy, yeah, yeah
[?], you hear me?
yeah
[verse: messiah! & mavi]
yeah, two-step in my groove, i hit a suplex ’bout these blues
i gotta vacuum seal my business, i know what loose lips will do
i got some pack concealed in my denim, tryna serve you and you
i ain’t got plaque yet but my dentist said my smile’ll bring me a few
inch to a mile and turn it to two, bring home a pound and turn it to food
it’s really down inside of this polo down bubble like canada goose
breaking the rim like 32, i came from the breed of a .38
hot as the bench you was burning through when we was outside really working plays
i’m getting higher than the murder rate every day, what more can i say?
please don’t lose your mind with us, we’ll help you find it in the worst way, yeah
really a don in my birthplace, ricky, not converse, i’m worth pape’
whipping a honda in the third lane, why is you crying like you hurt, bae?
you wasn’t mine in the first place (surf gang, baby), on purpose, what more can i say?
the city been mine, now i’m just passing off the mic to benjamin frank
i got a bond with benjamin frank, my n-gga been gettin’ my safe in shape
that chicken and swine don’t taste the same, sh-t on the line so i play the game
straight from the bottom i made a name, callin’ on mine, did you pray today?
sending a flight for my favorite dame, she waiting on mavi to save the day
we’ve been on the grind from eight to eight, beatin’ down your block like a 808
filling up my stock case-by-case, messiah! my name, she sing my praises
we the a-team, some great danes, since eighteen i been chasing stains
hit mei ling with a melee, we charging eighty beans for a eighth play
everyday i breathe is my payday, readin’ my daily bread tryna bake a cake
been working late, tryna stay awake, but this pack loud yelling in my face
[outro: messiah!]
breaking the rim like 32 (yeah), i came from the breed of a .38
hot as the bench you was burning through when we was outside really working plays
i’m getting higher than the murder rate every day, what more can i say?
please don’t lose your mind with us, we’ll help you find it in the worst way, yeah
(surf gang, b-tch)
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