Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BREAK-fast, artist - Devin the Dude. Album song Soulful Distance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Coughee Brothaz Enterprise, EMPIRE
Song language: English
BREAK-fast |
I needed a loaf of bread |
Milk and eggs |
Store’s right around the corner, guess I’ll walk instead |
Saw a crack head lookin' half dead |
Creepin', just got through sleepin' in the trap bed |
But 'round here, dope fiends come a dime a dozen |
Got near, realized, «Aw shit, that’s my cousin» |
Man, I ain’t even know that was you |
Here’s a couple of dollars |
Go get something to eat, holler |
He started to follow and calling me |
But a car pulled up, jammin' |
My homie Z who just robbed the flea market |
Got out and shot a nigga, now he’s a target |
As I get to the store, before I open the door |
Weed smoke’s in the air as the cold wind blow |
I needed the zip, I made a ten feet trip |
To the nigga that was smoking one-deep in his whip |
«Where it’s at, homie?» |
He pulled a gat on me |
Oh, that’s how you gonna act, Tony? |
He gave me two grams, maybe closer to three |
Then I walked inside for my groceries |
And in the corner, bending over by the ice cream |
For a pint, kind of nice with some tight jeans |
Told her, «Give me some «She said, «Nigga, you can give me two-fifty a month» |
I laughed, then I walked to the back |
Saw a dude with some food, putting it all in the sack |
He said, «Shh» |
I said, «Shit, huh, got nothing to do with that, nigga, you the rat» |
I got the cheese, got my eggs and milk |
Took it to the counter, paid for it then peeled |
You know somebody got killed in that short of a time |
Laid out, body bloody with a bottle of wine |
People all in the line |
Hollerin' and cryin' |
But this type of shit happen all of the time |
I tried to pay it no mind |
Walking back to the house |
Saw a young brother with some crack in his mouth |
Getting his serve on |
Pistol in his front pocket with no shirt on |
From out of nowhere, somebody snatched his gun |
Started busting at him, couldn’t do nothing but run |
Had to duck, got the fuck up, out of there (I'm out of there) |
Bullets flying everywhere right by my ear |
I hit the grass, held my bag real tight |
But something just didn’t feel right |
But I made it to the porch finally |
Looked back, the coast was clear behind me |
I got my key, had to flee inside my crib |
I can’t believe this is how I live |
Can’t cry over spilled milk |
Busted up a half a dozen of eggs but I forgot to get the bread |
Damn, damn, I forgot to get my bread |
Gotta go back to the s… motherfucking store to get my bread |
Huh |