Tryna Breathe

Shorty going down like she ain't tryna breathe awwooo

I be tryna get away sometimes, yeah

Don't judge me I'm just tryna live awwooo

I be tryna clear my mind, yeah

1:

You don't know me and the shit I'm in

5th of Henn blend with the bread like cinnamon

Cocaine white like Letterman

Niggas thinking they can stop the wave Montana better think again

Bitches, dog them once then they bring a friend

Acting like you turned out you was never innocent

Started with the wave started bringing all the business in

Told my nigga Max you know I couldn't make it until the sentence end

History in the making what you witnessing

Cocaine raw, it numb your whole face you can't feel your chin

You know you fuckin with the killers and dealers and hold 360 to a business man reel us in

2:

I'm in the kitchen with a vision like a hawk

You can check the numbers out we ain't gotta talk, Montana

Shot my nigga {penhouse zach a reef??}

Nigga knee deep and I ain't never think about rapping neither

Ask {Jodio} bitches catch the holy ghost niggas rap a lot but we do the most through the coast

All my niggas ridin out Montana old niggas dying out

All it take is one look Montana sliding out

You know you fuckin with a star

Come and fuck with them bars

Took over the streets and we ain't even going hard

The Dame Grease {los?} bomb bitch deep throat you know I'm on point like a free throw

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