Byron Rhodes X FVMELESS | Break Bread (Official Music Video)

The official music video for Break Bread by Byron Rhodes x FVMELESS.

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Lyrics:
Some people love me
And they don’t even know I have hard time loving myself
some people judge me
And they don’t even know I have a hard time judging myself

Life gets ugly
But I grab the paint brush and paint a pretty smile on myself
Mouth stay shut even when I need help
In too deep in the water Mike Phelps
Swimming lessons
I still got many unanswered questions
Sick the anger & sick of depression
Wanna be grateful count ya blessings
Just give me my salad you keep the dressing

Cuz I’m cream of the crop
He paid the price I’m worth a lot
He told me go, why would I stop
Wrestle my thoughts jump off of the top
Rope
D’Lo Brown with the frog splash
Leap of faith what I call that
If you hit my line for the old me when I hang up on you don’t call back

I ain’t gon’ block my blessings Huh
I’d rather block your number
Life taught me so many lessons Huh
Been down bad never down under

That’s breath in my lungs
Some people die young where I come from
Woke up and gave thanks to Father and Son
Filled with the spirit I shine like the sun

Ghost in me but I ain’t haunted
Bad vibes keep em don’t want it
Pride hard to swallow dog gon’ it
& you were really never my opponent

I’m fighting evil mayne they hearts black
They want into my life told em back back
Got an itch for sin, can’t scratch that
Keep the truth loaded in a black gat

Just know if I said it I meant it and ain’t gon take it back
Learned the game raiding in my granddaddy’s Cadillac
Young man old soul imagine that
Ain’t in my control gotta pray let Him handle that
God hit my line gave me the play, roger that
Game time I juke hate like a running back
If you ain’t catch everything I said better run it back
Eatin’ up this beat break bread where ya sandwich yeah

It’s Heavy

High beam thought I was done um no
This beat ate(8) like Kobe I’m too full(24)
My God sicko mode He too cold
I’m Skating on the beats Frozone wit the flow
My God