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Breaking Point Never Walk Away

me, this 20 about money I gots ta make, stack up a couple hundred mill Then take my ass a break I do ride Bentleys and coupes But I don't give away all

thru ya I never knew ya Cause I'm not a trick You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig I get away quickity-quick On the plane to South

Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break

always break away I never hear society Tell me what to do or say I taste the life that pleases me And raise a storm for all the world to see I never stumble, never

it I remember the days when I was so eager to satisfy you And be less then I was just to prove I could walk beside you Now that I've flown away I see

away, this is nothing I can deal with My self is tortured under the weight of my own resistance If I keep trying, is there a point I can break? Everybody breaks

me, know how to push my buttons. Fussin', Fightin', yeah we always gettin' into somethin. So mad I make you cry, then we make love. A never ending cycle, make up to break

know who you are? And so I walk the web in search of love But always seem to end up stuck I'm finding flaws in everyone. I've reached the point where

got style Never at the bottom of the ways on the top of the pile Yo it's Eazy on top even though I'm short Guaranteed to help when I walk on the court