CRUMBS - Radio Edit

Young nigga from the crumbs, east side made me (Yay yay)
Numb niggas with a drum, beats going brazy
Fuck a dumb thick bitch, make her body posi (Make her body posi)
Play some get rich hoe, but I won't die for trying
Killa City known to lock them demons in the dungeon (Dungeon)
This a eulogy they ever catch you trynna function (Function)
Now your mama miss you, this ain't what you want I promise (No)
I got bigger issues, yes I know I'm highly conscious
Conscious of the situation that my county gave me (That my county gave me)
I don't count on nothing unless I'm counting payments (Check)
Dropped out college class
But grew up right off College Ave so
Test my instinct or my intellect
I'd probably pass both (Boom, boom, boom)
I done seen a lot of things, seen a lot of fiends
Put they money on the stove like it's collard greens
And we beefing with the pork we must be going vegan
Where if you die it's over religion you don't believe in

Young nigga from the crumbs, east side made me (Yay yay)
Numb niggas with a drum, beats going brazy
Fuck a dumb thick bitch, make her body posi (Make her body posi)
Play some get rich hoe, but I won't die for trying
Killa City known to lock them demons in the dungeon (Dungeon)
This a eulogy they ever catch you trynna function (Function)
Now your mama miss you, this ain't what you want I promise (No)
I got bigger issues, yes I know I'm highly conscious

From the crumbs
After dark it's hard to find nutrition (Yeah)
From the crumbs
We turn scraps into heaven's kitchen (Yeah)
From the crumbs
We surviving off of split decisions (Yeah)
From the crumbs
We might lose our life at Church's Chicken
Game of Thrones, yeah, my cousin keep the dragon with him
East of Troost blues got us seeing red, don't static with him (Don't do it)
Nothing free when you from the P's, fuck you mean
Not a product but my brother got the product, fuck with heem (Fuck with heem)
Fuck a scheme, Fuck on both Brianas up the street (Yuh)
We like this Paseo, fuck a Martin Luther King (Yuh)
And fuck a dream, if you sleeping you can rest in peace (Yuh)
Ain't nothing sweet, but we're deserted so we whip the cream
But don't be balling in the spot and think you alopecia (No)
They gone pull up to your block like you called a pizza (Hello)
And you know when you from round here you can't phone the peoples
'Cause they come and kill you over religion you don't believe in

Young nigga from the crumbs, east side made me (Yay yay)
Numb niggas with a drum, beats going brazy
Fuck a dumb thick bitch, make her body posi (Make her body posi)
Play some get rich hoe, but I won't die for trying
Killa City known to lock them demons in the dungeon (Dungeon)
This a eulogy they ever catch you trynna function (Function)
Now your mama miss you, this ain't what you want I promise (No)
I got bigger issues, yes I know I'm



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Writer(s): Jomund Davis
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