BREAK‐fast Songtext
von Devin the Dude

I needed a loaf of bread, milk and eggs
Store′s right around the corner, guess I'll walk instead
Saw a crackhead lookin′ half-dead
Creepin', just got through sleepin' in a trap bed
But ′round here, dope fiends come a dime a dozen
Got near, realized, "Aw shit, that′s my cousin"
"Man, I ain't even know that was you
Here′s a couple of dollars, go get somethin' to eat and holler"
He start to follow and callin′ me
But a car pulled up, jammin' "Balling G"
My homie Z, who just robbed the flea market
Got out and shot a nigga, now he′s a target
As I get to the store, before I open the door
Weed smokes in the air as the cold wind blow
I needed a zip, I made a ten feet trip
To the nigga that was smokin' one deep in his whip
"Where it's at, homie?" he pulled a gat on me
Oh, that′s how you wanna act, Tony?
He gave me two grams, maybe closer to three
Then I walked inside for my groceries


And in the corner, bendin′ over by the ice cream
For a pint, kinda nice with some tight jeans
Told her, "Get me some Millennium Crunch"
She said, "Nigga, you can get me two-fifty a month"
I laughed, then I walked to the back
Saw a dude with some food puttin' it all in a sack
He said, "Shh," I said, "Shit"
Heh, got nothin′ to do with that, nigga, you the rat
I got the cheese, got my eggs and milk
Took it to the counter, paid for it and peeled
You know somebody got killed in that short of a time?
Laid out, body bloody with a bottle of wine
People all in a line, hollerin' and cryin′
But this type of shit happen all of the time
I tried to pay it no mind, walkin' back to the house
Saw a young brother with some crack in his mouth
Gettin′ his serve on
Pistol in his front pocket with no shirt on
From out of nowhere, somebody snatched his gun
Started bustin' at him, couldn't do nothin′ but run
Had to duck, got the fuck up out of there
Bullets flyin′ everywhere, right by my ear
I hit the grass, held my bag real tight
But somethin' just didn′t feel right
But I made it to the porch finally
Looked back, the coast was clear behind me
I got my key, had to flee inside my crib
I can't believe this is how I live
Can′t cry over spilled milk
Busted up a half a dozen of eggs
But I forgot to get my bread
Man, man, I forgot to get my bread
Gotta go back to this motherfuckin' store
To get my bread, mm