breadcrumbs

Verse 1) Yo, I'm stackin' up my dough like it’s cheese bread, Got the oven heatin' up, dreams all in my head, Risin' like the yeast, yeah, I’m makin' it rise, Golden crust on the outside, success in disguise. Slice it up, serve it hot, got that flavor on lock, From the streets to the kitchen, I’m the cream of the crop, Whippin' up these rhymes like I’m kneadin’ the dough, Every bite, every bar, watch my empire grow. (Verse 2) Melted cheese in the mix, can’t resist that taste, Life’s a feast, no waste, I’m movin’ with haste, Got my squad at the table, we breakin' the bread, Countin’ all our blessings, never livin' in dread. Turn the heat up, yeah, we cookin’ it right, Late nights in the lab, spittin' fire, ignitin' light, Flavor so rich, got 'em beggin' for more, In this rap game, baby, I’m settin' the score.