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Rich Homie Quan – Daily Bread Full Lyrics
Yeah
New day, ha-ha
New money
New ambitions
On God
Yeah, ayy, I hop out of bed and read my daily bread (good morning, baby)
I told her, “Kush for breakfast, we not making eggs” (roll a whole pound)
My life feel like Snowfall and I’m Franklin (I know you see it)
Deposits only, I just left the bank again (Rich Homie shit)
Let her suck it once, she want a taste again (ooh)
I let her fuck me, holding the camera while I tape her friend (yeah)
Got my bible and that pistol on the dresser (what elsе?)
Got my foot back in, ain’t no way I’m gon’ let up
Bought thousand dollar shoes just to go to church in
I spent 40, 000 on my latеst purchase
It’s hard to see the hate through the Maybach curtains
Ain’t no man on Earth I would ever worship
Had to keep it in the streets, I couldn’t go commercial
Walk in with me while I’m performing, promise they won’t search you
I got some homies, for a lil’ fee, and if I say it, they’ll hurt you
You can’t help but to notice I’m popping
Been in my bag, self-checkout like I’m grocery shopping
It’s magic Monday with them hoes, they know that I got it
Shit, with all this money, I’m ‘posed to be cocky
How you ain’t gon’ get no strain when you noticed who shot you?
I’m fighting these demons, they grin when I’m sinning
60 seconds in my watch ’cause it’s been a lil’ minute
And I bust down everybody neck, bought like ten of them bitches
Gotta say my prayers every night ’cause I live a lil’ different
Yeah, ayy, I hop out of bed and read my daily bread (good morning, baby)
I told her, “Kush for breakfast, we not making eggs” (roll a whole pound)
My life feel like Snowfall and I’m Franklin (I know you see it)
Deposits only, I just left the bank again (Rich Homie shit)
Let her suck it once, she want a taste again (ooh)
I let her fuck me, holding the camera while I tape her friend (yeah)
Got my bible and that pistol on the dresser (what elsе?)
Got my foot back in, ain’t no way I’m gon’ let up
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