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bread, butta & cheese - lil maestro lyrics

i gotta get the paper and i ain’t slowing down
i ain’t f*ckin with a hater talking can’t hear the sound
and all the d*mn bullsh*t just be coming out your mouth
smoking new flavours rollin up with these papers
i used to live off of taters but now i’m getting catered
then i’m gone see ya later
i can’t be around fakers who wear fake smiles
to get ahead in the game it don’t take steps it take miles
but when it comes to the money i wanna make piles
wait now you gotta get a burna
or the jakes will come and burn ya
so thats why i learn ya
whatcha need i’ll come and serve ya uh

got that og flow but i’m still young gunna
non of y’all know me though because i come from under
i come with the thunda try to hide but i’ll hunt ya
it’s like a punch in the t**th the way i rock to this beat
rock the snot out a g if he don’t like me
ain’t room in the world for a g just like me
that’s why i stay writing pen sk!lls sharp as lightning
no talent rappers stay lying
on there keyboards just typing
thinkin that they something frightening
little dogs bark but no biting
even though they wanna bite my style
i still infect the whole crowd like i’m the west nile
bread, b*tta and the cheese
i’m young stunna with the st**z
bread, b*tta and the cheese
i’m a young stunna with the st**z
get the club jumpin with eez

i’m stuck in a drought and i gotta get out
no doubt i’m getting drunk and i’m sunk in the couch
got a big chain on i can’t help but to slouch
garbage is my food like i’m oscar the grouch
carnage is the mood these imposters want clout
so i out em with the quickness on some sl!ck sh*t
risk it for the biscuit if you bout the business
riches on top of riches so i can build these bridges
hittin l!cks and hitting switches when my palm itches

the way you livin is mad lame
so you have no business in that game
pull cold beers out the backpack then i crack that
all they do is yak yak while i stack racks
asthmatic smokin fat sacks i won’t pass that
if her ass fat it can clap back i will tap that

toon town boy im not afraid to rep that
i’ll gun them goons down if they won’t step back
hope you get that can’t have no set backs
i’m not the one you can push around and laugh at
i won’t have that you sad sack of dirt
you don’t even know your own worth
you’re not even smoking on the real purp
when i’m in the lac i sw*ng and i swerve
bread, b*tta and the cheese
i’m a young stunna with the st**z
bread, b*tta and the cheese
i’m a young stunna with the st**z
get the club jumpin with eez

- lil maestro lyrics

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