Water & Bread Lyrics

Olly olly olly oxen free all of my patnas

I'm just trying to start with something

Solid honest ma I'm far from flawless

Too much been running though my head keep pushing regardless

Days that I needed water and bread still hit me hardest

When they came for ya I fought and led the riot yea

When they came for me y'all turn round was quiet yea

I ain't fight it, wouldn't if I could re-write it yea

Use the only voice I got still sound like it's choir yea

On the ceiling when I'm high

On the floor when I'm low

Who know when It come down

When ya gonna come round here

(La la la la la la)

Gotta keep a gun now

Shining when the sun down

Gotta get it done boy I'm

Trying to raise a son round here

(La la la la la la)

I Fucked up my bread

Shit done fucked up my head yea

Couldn't let it stop me bruh

Cause we gon get rich instead yea

Never really got this low

Never really got this poor

Never really got this high

But I wanted The gods to know

On the ceiling when I'm high

On the floor when I'm low

Who know when It come down

When ya gonna come round here

(La la la la la la)

Gotta keep a gun now

Shining when the sun down

Gotta get it done boy I'm

Trying to raise a son round here

(La la la la la la)

Family over everything

Matter fact the only thing

That ever truly mattered

Was this music and the pretty thang

That put a couple diamonds in my damn wedding ring

For them a mutha fuckas boy do anything

Anything anything?

Ain't bluff not a bit

Get a hoe in ya crib

Put a hole in your shit yea

If you ain't had it yet

Get a dose of it here yea

Back wood home grown demon city funk

Got a bat in the back and a pump in the trunk

Homeboy just pulled up straight smelling like a Skunk

I be telling y'all summers be hotter than the sun

Back home Demon city know it well

This is where all my demons dwell

Some fucked up some call it hell

Shit I've been doing swell

On the ceiling when I'm high

On the floor when I'm low

Who know when I come down

When ya gonna come round here

(La la la la la la)

Gotta keep a gun now

Shining when the sun down

Gotta get it done boy I'm

Trying to raise a son round here

(La la la la la la)

I Fucked up my bread

Shit done fucked up my head yea

Couldn't let it stop me bruh

Cause we gon get rich instead yea

Never really got this low

Never really got this poor

Never really got this high

But I wanted The gods to know

On the ceiling when I'm high

On the floor when I'm low

Who know when I come down

When ya gonna come round here

(La la la la la la)

Gotta keep a gun now

Shining when the sun down

Gotta get it done

Boy I'm trying to raise a son round here

(La la la la la la)