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    G-Eazy / Lyrics

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    "Breathe" Lyrics

    G-Eazy

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    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
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    My apologies if I'm too blunt, me no mean to offend you
    But there is no discussion of it, I am cooler than you
    They fly me out for shows, then I do what I'm sent to
    Rappin for a thousand babes, packed inside a venue
    I been killin it for ages, always checkin ages
    If she ain't tryna fuck the first night, we're on different pages
    We pre game then we party then the after party rages
    After that is when the purple smoke billows up and hazes
    I been going hammy ham, chillin with a slammy slam
    She could take a picture just don't put that shit on instagram
    Of one night stands I am a fan
    All I do is wham and bam
    Think I'm not the dopest? got me mixed up like an anagram
    Drinkin, smokin, now I got the spins like a merry-go
    Feel like I'm the shit, everywhere I go, but really u don't hear me tho
    This is like, rap game Tim Burton, scary flow
    Got my shit, lined up to go, I'm prepared to blow

    Breathe
    If you didn't know before
    Now you know, I'm the motherfuckin man
    Watch me fuck around and blow and make a billion
    'Fore I go see, that's the motherfuckin plan

    We be swappin hoes, you put a lock on those
    Looking fresh up out the 50s like the clock had froze
    I got lots of flows, nuts, I go pistachios
    Boy, I got em buzzing from the bay to the Galapagos
    Cheers, now I've been slept on for years, that's a coma
    Typically, I fill my studio with tree aroma
    Class comes easily just like a free diploma
    My money stretch like yoga, got it wrapped up like a toga
    All we do is mob, fool, I got the coolest job
    Fuck you and your mix tape boy, I'm something of a music snob
    Your whole style is borrowed, all you rappers do is rob
    If I don't know you, I don't speak like a hasidic jewish mob
    I got bitches on the top floor doin' blow
    Burnin on this sour diesel got me movin' slow
    Eazy is that rapper you'll be soon to know
    I did it independently, but bitch I'm movin' units though

    Breathe
    If you didn't know before
    Now you know, I'm the motherfuckin man
    Watch me fuck around and blow and make a billion
    'Fore I go see, that's the motherfuckin plan
    This song was submitted on May 9th, 2014 and last modified on September 17th, 2016.
    Thanks to Alinda and italiandude75 for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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