Breeze by Qasas Lyrics
[Chorus]
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me
Guessin' you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen' wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop please stop staring at me
[Verse 1]
No respect in the street
Check left shoulda left it with me
You really don’t know what you talkin about
Big drip crep check from my neck to my feet
Then I got a text and I see
I drove through the streets in the snow when it’s peak
I showed love when I never even had none
Temple on a handgun
Fam I couldn’t care where I sleep
Had food but the boy couldn’t eat
I got blem and I hopped on a beat
I got caught being reckless baggin it
Brand new necklace ten for the week
Only friends were a neak
They’d all take offense when I spend cuz I send when I beak
Going ends for the meat
Had to make the paper so I’m puttin pen to the sheet
Passing on the opp block dem boys soon bust down
Mans tryna get slop top
Said we never make it look at us now fam had to buy Benz with a drop-top
Trappin all day no favors never even touched down der in London
Only got p’s no j’s don't wear 110s don’t wear no Jumpman
[Chorus]
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me (me)
Guessin you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop staring at me
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me (me)
Guessin you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop staring at me
[Verse 2]
Maybe I was doing this wrong
I could never figure out what I’m thinkin
I could write a million songs
All about cars and girl and drinkin
Always wanna talk about love
But they never talk about mandem linkin
Everyone around me’s fucked
Cheers to my haters champagne chinking
If you really into my mind
Never even knew I had time
Calling every night on the line
Bet I say “yeah that’s fine”
But we know I never say let’s unwind
Loves harder to find so
Fam I don’t talk that's not my kind
Mans move like it’s half past five I’m
Movin on ends bare girls wanna grind
Don’t hate just learn to decline
I bet if it was me then you’d be straight on the line
I’m impatient takin my time
Tryna get a girl with a cake what a dime
Knew that I couldn’t stay for the night so
Had to push back can’t say I’m behind
Topboy gotta stay on the grind can’t
Leave when I got all the birds on my mind
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me
Guessin' you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen' wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop please stop staring at me
[Verse 1]
No respect in the street
Check left shoulda left it with me
You really don’t know what you talkin about
Big drip crep check from my neck to my feet
Then I got a text and I see
I drove through the streets in the snow when it’s peak
I showed love when I never even had none
Temple on a handgun
Fam I couldn’t care where I sleep
Had food but the boy couldn’t eat
I got blem and I hopped on a beat
I got caught being reckless baggin it
Brand new necklace ten for the week
Only friends were a neak
They’d all take offense when I spend cuz I send when I beak
Going ends for the meat
Had to make the paper so I’m puttin pen to the sheet
Passing on the opp block dem boys soon bust down
Mans tryna get slop top
Said we never make it look at us now fam had to buy Benz with a drop-top
Trappin all day no favors never even touched down der in London
Only got p’s no j’s don't wear 110s don’t wear no Jumpman
[Chorus]
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me (me)
Guessin you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop staring at me
Stand up back down my yute stop staring at me (me)
Guessin you’re not from around here yeah my yute stop staring at me
Everybody round here listen wanna get opps who’s staring at me
Tellin you my G listen please stop staring at me
[Verse 2]
Maybe I was doing this wrong
I could never figure out what I’m thinkin
I could write a million songs
All about cars and girl and drinkin
Always wanna talk about love
But they never talk about mandem linkin
Everyone around me’s fucked
Cheers to my haters champagne chinking
If you really into my mind
Never even knew I had time
Calling every night on the line
Bet I say “yeah that’s fine”
But we know I never say let’s unwind
Loves harder to find so
Fam I don’t talk that's not my kind
Mans move like it’s half past five I’m
Movin on ends bare girls wanna grind
Don’t hate just learn to decline
I bet if it was me then you’d be straight on the line
I’m impatient takin my time
Tryna get a girl with a cake what a dime
Knew that I couldn’t stay for the night so
Had to push back can’t say I’m behind
Topboy gotta stay on the grind can’t
Leave when I got all the birds on my mind