YUMMY Lyrics

All of you children that are standing here

Looking down, take a good look

And I want you to say, within your heart,

That you will never end up like Robert (Shalom,yeah)

Ok?(yeah, yeah)

Cry if you will but make up your mind that you will never (nah, nah, nah, nah)

Let your life end in tragedy like this.

All my life I had to fight

Somebody make a way (way)

They trynna find me, crucify me

Ain't you made mistakes

Young and all on my own

Youngin outta control (control)

Big homie he got me

He told me they can't stop me

Now put in this work

9mm gone put in this work uh (I got you)

I give you my word

Put in this work

We gone put you first huh

What would you do if you got a promise

To put food in your stomach and you was starving (bah)

Lacking love and belonging

Got me singing this song yeah

He was an 11 year old boy and he got beat by his father

He had burnt marks all over him and stuff like that

How can you blame the mother? Maybe she had her own problems too

I mean it shock me he should've get killed like that

He didn't have to die the way he was killed

11 years old, story goes he was told

Go in the night (go)

His stray bullet took an innocent life

But who in the wrong and who in the right (right)

He was abused and misguided

Trauma response, choose violence

Taught to be strong and keep it silent (silent)

Went on a run a child hiding

2 told better go and find him (find him)

Same crowd that got him out here wilding

Same crowd that put him down in private

Same crowd now doing time and I know if YAH got mercy we all can make it 'cus

YAH was a person, he know what pain is (YAH)

It was at night time and night time has no eyes

And bullets have no direction (ohh Yummy)

Deep down in my heart, I love the little boy (Yummy)

And I do have deep sympathy for the- for the family.

Robert is my grandson and I love him (Yummy)

And we hope everybody else love him, in spite of what somebody said

I don't care what nobody said Robert is mine.

(Yummy 'gone Yummy 'gone)

Fly higher than all our expectations ('spectations)

Soar away from news crews that spectate us (spectate us)

While our feet on the ground (the grownd)

Your ways away now living, we waist away now (now, now)

Isn't that ironic (ooh)

You took a life, lost a life

But we the ones dying (oh)

I wish we had a world better for you (better for you)

Little boy little girl don't let it spoil you (spoiling you)

Keep your eyes to the heavens

Rise and count your blessings yeah (nah)

Yeah, yeah. YAH. Shalom.