Item# breakaman

[Talking] Nope, It aint happening, not over here. You aint finna get a fast motherf*cking come up over here shawty. HELL NAW!!

[Verse 1:] Shawty was so real back in ´96 Before the big life all the ice & all the bricks Was small time grindin´, high school rhymin´ Just broke up with my bitch so it was like perfect timing She´dn´t a dime piece, she´dn´t a nine piece But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet

But she was gangsta in other words thugged-out But she was trafficing & manufacturin´ drugs out She was a little older she was a little bolder Than all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla We used to walk to class, I used to hold her folder You know that in-between green shit to win her over But f*ck it, I am a soldier, by now she should have noticed That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola She had nice goals future thought-out with a plan But let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man

[Chorus] Tryin´, tryin´, to break a man I do not understand

[Verse 2:] I told you she was real, at least I thought she was I f*cked with her for yeahrs, but that was just because The situation seemed like it was meant to be Till the money came I thought we was the perfect team I worked a little harder, yes, i was like my father All through the rain, sleet, & snow like it was no tomorrow I had to stack my dollars, real niggaz do real things like the lifetime in volume 1 of Sean Carter I started flippin´ cars, she started flippin´ out I tried to figure out what the f*ck she bitchin´ bout She go a little crazy, she got a little lazy No more with future plans & goals she only talkin babies I´´m only talkin maybe She constantly talkin´ give me Don´t want to hustle don´t want to work, I guess she out to get me My money won´t decrease by any circumstance I aint gone give you shit, you aint gone break a man


[Verse 3:] Now we didn´t have a pot to piss in Shawty that is when you´d listen My down ass Memphis bitch, just playin yo postion This before you had my son, this before I had a name This before i copped the deal, this before I let it WANG Told you was my plan was to try to come up on some change Do my music out of town, i got to hoppin´ on the planes All the time away from home, shit you wasn´t in my trust While I am out of town Rap Hustlin´, doing this shit for us All of a sudden you need some space, so I let you breathe Went & got yo own place, & I was wrong for lettin´ you leave? Now I am back to f*ckin´ niggaz hoes, back to f*ckin´ bitched friends Seen the spot I am livin´ in, got mad when I went & got the Benz Now you want some dividends, now you want to go to court I give Nick everything he need, why you filing child support? Left me, & now you hurt cause you aint in my plans You got me f*cked up shawty & you tryin´ to Break a man (DAMN)

[Chorus til end]

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