Break the Bank
ScHoolboy Q Lyrics
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Oxy like concerts, always my bread first
"Get Mine" my nickname, O-X and cocaine
Nina my new thing, blew up before fame
Heart filled with octane, fire in my soul
Burn through my shoestring, came up from boosting
Du-rags and flatlines, drive-by's at bedtime
Get down, I heard mom, someone lost they grandson
Lost one of my cuzzos, cursed from them devils
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank
My time to show out, finally the illest Crip
And I guarantee, I spit harder than concrete
Surprised I got teeth, my lungs inhale keef
Peyote with THC, swinging for the fence
I hope I make it out the park, where the baseheads slide
After dark, where the bangers get caught
Hid the gun in the trees, arrest me by the court
I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by the quart, for real
Good weed, I hit that, crack rock, I sold that
Oxy, I hid that, right by my nutsack
Fuck pigs, I bust back, learned that from Deuce rat
Peanut and B-loon, had gats before racks
Way 'fore I found rap, bitch I had them things wrapped
Astro on my cap, this shot ain't no phone app
Chucks on my young heel, make sure that my sag ill
Learn my set trip grill, trade in my big wheel
Good grades and skipped school, this life gon' catch up soon
Sure 'nough that shit did, twenty year old kid
Got off my behind, write me some sweet lines
'Cause one day my story gon' pay
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank
Your bitch wanted cash, get her, know I'm around, boy
Tell Kendrick move from the throne, I came for it
I hope this fucking hit arrange for it, cause Goddamn
What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?
Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy
Fuck rap, my shit real, came up off them pills
Hustle for my meal, grindin' for my deal
Love how I'm doing, long way from grooving
Bitch call me 2 Chainz, units be moving
Go hard for my Joy, so she don't need no boy
Smile stay on her face, big room with her own space
Up all night, the hard way, don't care if it take all day
I let y'all fucks parlay, you wonder why I'm straight
New shoes and sick clothes, bitches be front row
Bow down her tempo, I don't know her info
Threw up my peace sign, go rare with mignon
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank
What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?
Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy, ho
(It's about that time)
Ho
(I say it's about that time)
Ho
(Yeah, we got 'em, Al)
Ho
(Yeah)
Ho
In ScHoolboy Q's song "Break the Bank," the lyrics describe his rise to success and wealth. He has a history of dealing crack cocaine and oxycontin, which he compares to the high of attending concerts. He claims to have always prioritized making money above all else, represented by the nickname "GetMine" and his reliance on selling drugs. He mentions his use of a gun for protection and his desire for financial gain, which is evident in the chorus, "Money be on my mind."
Throughout the song, he references growing up in a dangerous environment and relying on illegal activities to survive. He mentions the loss of a family member, possibly due to gang violence, and the constant threat of police brutality. Despite these circumstances, ScHoolboy Q is determined to succeed through his music career: "Got off my behind, write me some sweet lines / 'Cause one day my story gon' pay."
"Break the Bank" is a commentary on the difficulties of growing up in poverty and reliance on illegal activities. ScHoolboy Q's lyrics showcase his aspirations to break free from his past and achieve success through his music.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck rap, I've been rich, crack by my stick shift
I'm rich and don't need to rap. Also, I used to sell crack and carried it with me in my car.
Oxy like concerts, always my bread first
I prioritize money over everything else, even if it means selling prescription drugs illegally.
GetMine my nickname, O-X and cocaine
I'm a hustler and my nickname reflects that. I used to sell OxyContin and cocaine.
Nina my new thing, blew up before fame
I have a new gun and it gained popularity before I did in the music industry.
Heart filled with octane, fire in my soul
I'm full of energy and passion, always ready to hustle and make more money.
Burn through my shoestring, came up from boosting
I used to steal clothes and shoes for a living, but now I'm successful and can afford to buy whatever I want.
Du-rags and flatlines, drive-by's at bedtime
My past was filled with violence and crime, including drive-by shootings late at night.
Get down, I earn mine, so one loss they can't sign
I work hard for what I have and won't let anyone take it away. I refuse to sign with a record label that wants to control me.
Thank God that I'm straight, no wonder my mom prayed
I've been lucky to survive my past and avoid getting into serious trouble. My mom must have prayed for my safety.
Lost one of my cuzzos, cursed from them devils
I lost a cousin to violence and believe that the devil was involved in his death.
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
I enjoy smoking marijuana and taking time for myself. I've come a long way from driving a Nissan car.
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay
I believe that I will become successful through my music career.
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
I'm focused on making money and becoming successful.
Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do
People are talking about meaningless things instead of trying to make money and achieve success.
My time to show out, finally the illest Crip
I'm ready to prove myself and show that I'm the best gang member in my crew.
And I guarantee, I spit harder than concrete
I'm confident in my rap skills and believe that I'm better than most other rappers.
Surprised I got teeth, my lungs inhale keef
I'm surprised that I still have teeth intact, given my history of drug use. I smoke weed regularly.
Peyote with THC, swinging for the fence
I take psychedelic drugs and am aiming for success in my music career.
I hope I make it out the park, where the baseheads slide
I hope to escape from the dangerous neighborhood where drug addicts hang out in the park.
After dark, where the bangers get caught
The park is a dangerous place after dark, where criminals and gang members get caught by the police.
Hid the gun in the trees, arrest me by the court
I hid my gun in a tree, but the police still caught me when I went to the courthouse.
I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by the quart, for real
I enjoy smoking weed and drinking cough syrup mixed with soda.
Good weed, I hit that, crack rock, I sold that
I smoke high-quality marijuana and used to sell crack cocaine.
Oxy, I hid that, right by my nutsack
I used to hide prescription drugs in my pants, close to my genitals.
Fuck pigs, I bust back, learned that from Deuce rap
I don't respect the police and will shoot back if necessary. I learned this from a fellow gang member.
Peanut and B-loon, had gats before racks
My friends Peanut and B-loon had guns before they became wealthy with music.
Way 'fore I found rap, bitch I had them things wrapped
I used to sell drugs before I gained success in the music industry.
Astro on my cap, this shot ain't no phone app
I wear a hat with an astrological symbol on it. This is real life, not a game or a phone app.
Chucks on my young heel, make sure that my sag ill
I wear Converse shoes and make sure my pants are worn low, to represent my gang affiliation.
Learn my set trip grill, trade in my big wheel
I learned how to represent my gang with my teeth (a grill), and gave up my fancy car for a more practical one.
Good grades and skipped school, this life gon' catch up soon
I used to be a good student but skipped school to hustle and make money. I know that this lifestyle won't last forever.
Sure 'nough that shit did, 20 year old kid
I was caught up in my criminal lifestyle and was arrested when I was 20 years old.
Got off my behind, write me some sweet lines
After being arrested, I decided to focus on my music career and write good lyrics.
'Cause one day my story gon' pay
I believe that my life story will help me become successful in the music industry.
Your bitch wanted cash, get her, know I'm around boy
If your girlfriend wants money, I can provide it. She knows who I am and where to find me.
Tell Kendrick move from the throne, I came for it
I believe that I am a better rapper than Kendrick Lamar and want to take his place as the king of rap.
I hope this fucking hit arrange for it, cause Goddamn
I hope that this song becomes a hit and helps me achieve my goals.
What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?
I only care about making money and success. If you're not talking about that, I'm not interested.
Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey
I wear a lot of gold jewelry and am attracted to beautiful women.
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
I will do whatever it takes to make money, no matter the weather or conditions.
On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy
The area where I grew up (Figueroa) is dangerous. You might need your mother's protection if you go there.
Fuck rap, my shit real, came up off them pills
I don't like fake rap and only rap about my real experiences. I used to sell pills to make money.
Hustle for my meal, grindin' for my deal
I work hard for everything I have and am always trying to make more money.
Love how I'm doing, long way from grooving
I'm proud of my success and how far I've come from my past mistakes.
Bitch call me 2 Chainz, units be moving
People call me '2 Chainz' because I am successful at selling drugs.
Go hard for my Joy, so she don't need no boy
I work hard to provide for my daughter, so that she won't need a boyfriend to take care of her.
Smile stay on her face, big room with her own space
My daughter is happy and has her own room to play in.
Up all night, the hard way, don't care if it take all day
I am willing to work hard and stay up all night to achieve my goals.
I let y'all fucks parlay, you wonder why I'm straight
I let other people waste their time while I work hard to become successful. That's why I'm in a good place now.
New shoes and sick clothes, bitches be front row
I have nice clothes and shoes now, and women like me because of it.
Bow down her tempo, I don't know her info
I don't care about the personal life or background of the women who are interested in me.
Threw up my peace sign, go rare with mignon
I made a peace sign with my fingers, which means I'm leaving in peace. I'm going to eat a rare, expensive steak.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alan Maman, Philip Stuart Ryan, Quincey Matthew Hanley
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Avalos84AFB
My mom was in the ICU when this album dropped..a few days prior she had just bought me my ticket to go see Q on the oxymoron tour in 2014 and she knew how excited i was for this album to drop...she later had a brain aneurism and i would find myself spending 10 days in the hospital by my moms bedside with my family and friends until we painfully had to say goodbye....when i tell yall you dont know what this song and album mean to me is a TRUE understatement!! Thank you schoolboy Q for getting me through the most hardest time of my life!...Rest in paradise Momma🙏🏽
@brockknutson6610
I’m truly sorry bro! Rest In Peace to your mom! Prays for you and your mom❤️
@deadstar17
rest in peace to ur mom 🙏
@Avalos84AFB
@@brockknutson6610 i appreciate your words they mean a lot thank you🙏🏽
@brockknutson6610
@@Avalos84AFB np bro. Say strong!
@brockknutson6610
*stay
@jadencarr8327
This song will become a classic, it never gets old
@noface_rshard9645
no doubt I never get tired of bumping
@tharukakasun7613
+Kanye Christ
lol
@donrozay3888
fr 💯