This is a song about "Bread chasing"

And please never disrespect my set

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I feel my mind racing, cause i know that im chasing

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Now im dreaming chasing

I do the right thing

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Boy im out here chasing money

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat