Leo Angeles - Breakthrough (feat. Richdap) Lyrics

Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby
Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby
Red pill, blue pill
Either way, end result looking good on the uphill
On the rise, no goodbyes, no standstills
Only stacking money up like a landfill
I'm a man of my word til' the death of me
No mission too hard, winning tendencies
Einstein with the numbers and the chemistry
Mix quick, cooking bangers til' I'm seventy
No lie lost my shit but I'm back now
New style, fresh kicks in my racks now
Same me, but my visions ain't an act now
I'm a doer not a snoozer that's a fact now
Time changing I been blazing to the big leagues
Big rounds round my town I'm in six speed
Red lights switch green like we're in sync
No stopping til' I'm gone and they miss me
Peace
Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby
Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby
I been dreaming about keys got me moving the work
True to my Gs put the Park on my shirt
Got your bitch on her knees while I'm puffing on purp
Pop a bean and I beam, I ain't talking about Kurt
She love when I sing got her losing her shirt
Tripping off skurt then you're ass is a nerd
Talking absurd then you're getting the worst
Leave your ass on a curb like a bum or a chirp
On the gang
F*ck is you saying
This Park Lane rearranging your face
Taking your shit them I'm leaving your place
Bitch call the Jakes, I ain't leaving a trace
You know me, the same old P
Serving good D giving junkies nose bleeds
Rolling off the E if you need a Molly
Little baby call me, if you want to pop things
Thing on my jeans and it rhymes with the Wangs
Robbing hella things need a Rolley and a Chain
Free my little brodie
That's my Rolley off the chain
Spitting in your face before you talking about the gang
Little bitch on my chain, get this hammer to your face
Mix them up, pop them up, with bananas like an ape
Moving grade A, pussy grade A,
Had you're homie mayday talking on a play
Hating on the gang strip them diamonds off the chain
Bitch Park Lane had a pussy praying
Had a pussy praying
Little bitch park lane
And we doing our thing don't give a f*ck what you're saying
Bitch on the gang
Rearranging your face
Had a pussy ass shit
Then I hit in your place
Don't give a f*ck little bitch Park Lane on the gang
On the gang
Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby
Working low key
Living off key
I been on a breakthrough lately
Waking up lit
Cycle through shifts
I been like A1 baby
They tried to knock me down
They tried to hold me up
I was like, oh no crazy
Going off grid
Time to hit the switch
See me at the end zone baby