Nams Homeless - Crumb lyrics

Momma Dying And i can barley Take me a second Just to feel the emotion I probably don't wanna Scarfing down liters of marijuana Like I'm trying to heal a whole in my stomach sh** would make a n***a vomit Like there been some sorta disconnect Dealing with the stress Fourteen months on the album Still slaving at the shop selling java n***a Everyday is just Less of a gift like Sex from your ex b**h Just the same sh** we been through Show a n***a your respects f** being next Not a puppet working harder Just to get to a title spot My n***as on they job So i don't ever really see them lot Lonely a** stoner Wasting youth in the parking lot And that's my own getaway Talk about a place away from home Only spit it how i know So if you ever pick a hint of the pain Just know that sh** gold Have a n***a sell his soul Just to see another day Cause its only in the cold When the flow bout Blacker than the snow When we 'ridin' in the city Keep the sh** real gritty Cause my n***a still away Still away Yeah yeah yeah And its always been the same It's all the same sh** It's all the same It's all the same It's all the same It's al the same Yeah yeah yeah And I realized Depth is in they eyes In they eyes Yeah i realized Ima flip the Winoa Smoking marijuana Off up on the corner Give a f** bout how you doing n***a check the flowda Been hidden in this b**h For a minute n***a check ya notice Awe f**