Breakfast in France - Kyss, Willie the Kid, Bronze Nazareth

Money dance and I’m advanced

Breakfast in France

Never back glance

I look back for nothing

Anything goes so keep something on your stomach

To withstand the disgust, discuss it over hummus

A fungus among us

Humungous

Will turn to whoremongers in abundance

Distrust

Trust me I see clear

Clean slate

Ate where the kings ate

Black queens in my king sized bed

Bedfellows

Rare pillows

Pop it in your spring lake

Pasta pillows (?)

I pair the most appropriate wines

You niggas seem fake

The bitches acting realer

Real niggas

There’s plenty of us

Less is more, less is more

Money involved in many of us

Switch sides get forgetful and can it be?

That it was all so simple

Simply put

Put your heart and your soul in your goals I was told

Now I’m toasting around the globe

Sipping momosas

Make the toast

From little ghetto boys to the ocean coast

Breakfast in France celebrate, the game’s won

And we won’t forget where we came from

Where we came from

Where we came from

And we won’t forget where we came from

A thinking man’s raper

I write for real niggas with ambition

Foreign car lovers, two steps from the kitchen

Articulate and speak clear

Confirming they position

Two steps from corporate

My mind is in the orbit

Orgies in Orleans

Electric orange Corvette

40 b’s Gortex

Texting back home

Though it’s early

Montclair logos on my coat show

Shopping in Mont Saint

Sightseeing in Paris

My Grand Rapids merit

Used to play the terrace

A few chicks from Ferris

Ready for the world

And yet nothing could prepare us

Transitioning

Sending money to my family

Popping champagne on the canopy

Came a long way from a stairway

Staring at the jewelry in the window

Now it’s ocean breeze when the wind blows

Blue crab scramble

Fresh squeezed orange juice

Serenade, horns, flutes

Young black boy from the midwest

I Did more to get less

Some more chances

Now it’s breakfast in France

Understand this sh---

Yeah…

(Glasses clink)

Sipping momosas

Make the toast

From little ghetto boys to the ocean coast

Breakfast in France celebrate, the game’s won

And we won’t forget where we came from

Where we came from

Where we came from

And we won’t forget where we came from

No we won’t forget

No we won’t forget

We’re having breakfast in France

No

We won’t forget where we came from

Where we came from

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

No we won’t forget