All Outta Bread Lyrics

Now I got holes in my shoes

Looking like a sandal

Damn fool

Counting quarters just to get a sample

Brand new, brand name, it's worth a gamble

Can do, without the t or else the van's full

It's the hunger games

Stomach always growling

Bottles never poppin at the bottom

Not an option

What's a mother fuckin vacation

Counting paper, stack it up

Not enough, the first you gotta give it up

I've had enough of this

Of working nine to five

Still workin when I get off

I'll be working till I die

I wonder if I woulda started sooner

Could I fly

What if I never lost my pops

Yeah that's always on my mind

What if I read a book

Applied myself in school

What if I took the red pill

Instead of breaking all the rules

I ruled out college as an option

Opted outta graduating and became a teenage

Dad with empty pockets

I gotta hit or is it floppin

First track I got it droppin

First class, bird bath

Fresh whip, and then a watch

Are at the bottom of my wish list

Quick wit hands full

Bringing grocery bags in

Peanut butter jam WOOO

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

Will I ever get ahead

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

And it's going to my head

I borrowed a dime

The car ain't mine

The cards declined

Still make your girls carpet cry

So far to climb

Still workin on the bars to rhyme

I'm writing three tracks a week

It's only part time

I ain't got a booth

Record under a blanket

Can't sit down

Bumpin shoulders with a hanger

Knock, Knock, Knock

I guess I'm pissing off the neighbors

Bass so I broke the mirror on their sink SHIT

You break it you buy

You gotta write a check

The way to provide it

Decline never accept

Can't make it to Friday

Ass already in debt

Pretend to get by

Now they're coming to collect

Forget about it

Come incorrect about it

They make five calls a day

They get a disconnect about it

I got ramen on the plate

Here come the intercept about it

Now they hauling me away

I'm gettin 3 more meals up out it

Between the bail bonds

And the no show

Now I got no job

And I got no dough

And I be calling moms

And I be calling bro

Another hand out

Another low blow

Another late night looking for a band

Another day lost tryin to fit in

To this society that's giving me anxiety

At least I got enough to get some

Peanut butter jam

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

Will I ever get ahead

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

And it's going to my head

I gotta hit or is it floppin

First track I got it droppin

First class, bird bath

Fresh whip, and then a watch

Are at the bottom of my wish list

Quick wit hands full

Bringing grocery bags in

Peanut butter jam WOOO

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

Will I ever get ahead

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

I'm all outta bread

And it's going to my head