Album on close, but not quite

Track 11 on close, but not quite
save your breath Lyrics
[Intro]
A’ight
A’ight (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Just save your breath (Yeah)
I’ve been thinking way ahead (Way ahead)
I’ve been getting high again (Yeah)
Just tryna get the edge off, uh (Edge off)
New Chanel and dead stock (Yeah)
A speck of dirt on these treads (Treads)
Blue hedgehog is all I accept (Yeah)
Once I hit the twenty dead stop (Dead stop)
Take it out the spread (Take it out the spread)

[Verse]
Don’t be lazy with the hеad (Yeah)
Don’t delay me with a chеck (Oh yeah)
Two things I can’t respect (Uh-huh)
Easy way for me to forget about you
Got a couple exes that I could vouch for you (For you)
Living right, my life a how-to (How-to)
Big circle, only down to a few
I’ve been working, baby, how about you?
Used to make seven-fifty, had to pry through it
Now I get racks for our amusement
I got a thing to promote, it’s every owner who ever gave me the opportunity
Give me a band, there’s a lot I can do with it
Ain’t no excuses, you’re watching me do it
She got a man that ain’t got nothin’ to do with me
Search in the car, I find nothin’ but jewelry
He buy a hundred dollar steak, medium well
I can tell you don’t spend your money well
New Chanel, like the hundredth pair
Charlotte’s Web how the tires squeal
Brown whip, inside teal
Looking like a mint driving in the Hills
If you ain’t paying rent, I ain’t Uncle Phil
If you don’t pay attention, I can’t even help you
I’ll be 40 doing this like it’s Zelda
Everything hit on the run like Chappelle
I heard your album, that shit underwhelming
She rock Fashion Nova, she don’t know ’bout Chanel
You took a break, ain’t no one could tell
Big shit coming, there’s somethin’ in the air
Bro went out running and summoned a mil’
Since I got money, there’s nothing you can tell me
You can save yo’ breath, uh, uh, yeah, uh
Might as well-, might as well save yo’ breath, uh
Heard y’all ain’t got much left, uh
Most of y’all still in debt
Every day feel like a four day weekend
Baby, this ain’t me, this ain’t my demeanor
I wouldn’t say sorry if I ain’t really mean it
Bro a knock in his chest, Muhammed Ali (Bah)
The way that I’m driving, I’m bobbing and weaving
Wide body whip, and I’m hogging and eating ’em
The way that she laughing, I might be a comedian
She got a Nokia, pop an old CD in
Gas in the blanks, smoking cevian
Getting money take one ingredient
You gotta go, jump both feet in
If you really want it, can’t cold feet it
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[Chorus]
Gotta hold yo’ breath (Yeah)
I’ve been thinking way ahead (Way ahead)
I’ve been getting high again (Yeah)
Just tryna get the edge off, uh (Edge off)
New Chanel and dead stock (Yeah)
And a speck of dirt on these treads (Treads)
Blue hedgehog is all I accept (Yeah)
Once I hit the twenty dead stop (Dead stop)
Take it out the spread (Take it out the spread)