Punchline - Bread feat. Tony Ozier lyrics

rate me

They used to tell me I was building a dream

And so I followed the marks

You know I do this for you, right?

They used to tell me I was building a dream

You are now rocking with punchline,

And so I followed the marks, let’s go

[Hook]

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m hard on my grind so you know what it is

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m tryina to secure shit for you and the kids

Because I hustle all night

I hustle all day

I’m out here running these streets

Risking my life so I can get bread

I’m out here working hard with the crew, paying my dues

Chase paper to the point of burn holes in my shoes

Baby girl start beefing cause I’m barely at home

Feel like the single parent cause she always alone

Little son start asking where my daddy at?

Out here, tryina get paper, putting miles on this cadillac

Shawty beefin, think I’m crep around with these hoes

Always money over broads love, you know how it goes

I’m tryina get this cake, and you tryina hate

You wanna argue but the bills is 2 months late

You always happy when it’s that time to spend it

Splendid, 30 dollar co pay when I see my dentist

Things cost money baby, you know I love you baby

You gotta learn this permit, it used to drive me crazy

I’m out working, no time to lounge

No need to start beefing, baby girl calm down!

[Hook]

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m hard on my grind so you know what it is

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m tryina to secure shit for you and the kids

Because I hustle all night

I hustle all day

I’m out here running these streets

Risking my life so I can get bread

Another day, another dollar, love

You know how the game goes

I hustle hard, just like I ran with maino

Diamonds in your nable, name brands on yoru label

If I don’t work, then these things ain’t able

Food on the table, a lifestyle stable

60 inch screen with the satellite cable

We was piss poor, now you acting ungrateful

It was all love, now your speech turned hateful

Beefing while I’m working, beef more when the lights out

Think I’m laid up, with the chicks, spending nights out

You live in a nice house, move from the pj’s

Hide my keys, now that’s a 2 hour delay

Cash I hand you like batons in the relay

Get it and run, spending money si fun

Now you all mad, face look...like a sharpe

Gotta get this dough, gotta run...

[Hook]

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m hard on my grind so you know what it is

Baby I’m out here getting this paper

I’m tryina to secure shit for you and the kids

Because I hustle all night

I hustle all day

I’m out here running these streets

Risking my life so I can get bread

You know you’re always on my mind

When I’m out of the town

The one I come back around,

You know I’m knocking it down

One house, 2 cars, I’m tryina provide that

We up late night, talking freaky on the iChat

Besides that, I’m out here, love, chasing dollars

Tell the broad like the broke ass niggas, don’t bother

Some try to holler, but I don’t get my flick on

Every now and then I might look, get my peak on

I’m grinding and providing, you beefin and whinin

You call me when I’m working, baby, bad timing

Checking bank statements, think I got a mistress

But ain’t no other chick in your whip, work in your section.