A Crumb 2 A Brick

I flip a crumb to a brick, a brick to some rocks, some rocks to a juice

Now we chopping up them first food, a Chevy to a 'lac, a 'lac to a vet

A vet to a Benz, with this dough we making ends ****

I flip a crumb to a brick, a brick to some rocks, some rocks to a juice

Now we chopping up them first food, a Chevy to a 'lac, a 'lac to a vet

A vet to a Benz with this dough we making ends ****

You can call me mister serve on 'cause I get my hustle on

Looking for some Donkey Kong, got me blowing up my phone

So you wanna get along, got no money but you jawn

I'ma break you off a crumb, leave me in the early morn

I be strapped up with a tone, I will shoot you in your dome

All you robbers got me wrong, I will show up at you home

Gotta make my money jawn, fuck with me and you'll be gone

I be striking for they call, La' Chat gotta make it known

I be 'bout that money man, for the top is where I hang

I don't play no looker games, **** always say my name

Shit I be the one to blame, when they ain't through booming things

In these streets they got to fight, man you know I can't be lying

I be struggling for they chains, try my best to maintain

Watch them shoot it in they thing, it be throbbing in the brain

I be causing plenty pain, heat, sleet, snow or rain

Serving too much cocaine, they'll gone love me what I gave

I flip a crumb to a brick, a brick to some rocks, some rocks to a juice

Now we chopping up them first food, a Chevy to a 'lac, a 'lac to a vet

A vet to a Benz, with this dough we making ends ****

I flip a crumb to a brick, a brick to some rocks, some rocks to a juice

Now we chopping up them first food, a Chevy to a 'lac, a 'lac to a vet

A vet to a Benz, with this dough we making ends ****

I be posted on the tracks, slanging rocks back to back

Shit I even fuck with packs

Everybody know La' Chat, man I'm gone make a kill

Flipping rocks and serving deals

Catch me on the corner still,'cause I'm out to make a mill

**** thinking that I'm heavy 'cause I'm riding in their Chevy

Low key so I can't be sweaty, got that ho bumped out and ready

I'ma bitch about that skrilla, got more work than half you ****

Just to keep it on the realer, I'ma buy a drug dealer

Thugging on yo fucking block, keep my eye up on the narcs

I ain't tryna make it hot so I get from spot to spot

Got to keep my nine on me, always ready for some heat

I don't know if you got beef, it's so hot out in the streets

But this how I choose to live, thank the Lord to be forgived

This is how I pay my bills, this is how I eat a meal

I would give it up one day, when that day I can not say

'Cause I feel I'm living straight, slanging dope it keep me paid

I flip a crumb to a brick, a brick to some rocks, some rocks to a juice

Now we chopping up them first food, a Chevy to a 'lac, a 'lac to a vet

A vet to a Benz, with this dough we making ends ****