[Intro]
Yeah… same hoodie, different day.
Still broke. Still breathin’. Barely.
[Verse 1]
I wake up like, “fuck this again,”
Bills on the table, can’t find a pen.
Phone at 2%, no gas, no friends,
But I still look clean when I’m ridin’ through the end.
[Hook]
Yeah, I’m broke, but I still talk shit,
Still drive that bucket like its brand new whip.
Still flip the bird when I pass that bitch,
Life’s a joke, I just laugh, don’t trip.
[Verse 2]
I got cold pizza sittin’ on my dash,
One headlight and a check engine flash.
Cop pulled me over, said “boy, you trash,”
I said “yeah, I know — now gimme some gas.”
[Hook]
Yeah, I’m broke, but I still talk shit,
Still drive that bucket like it’s brand new whip.
Still flip the bird when I pass that bitch,
Life’s a joke, I just laugh, don’t trip.
[Bridge]
They say “get money,” I say “get lost,”
I been spendin’ time, not countin’ the cost.
They flex on the ‘gram, I flex with exhaust,
Rust on the frame, but the soul still bossed.
[Outro]
Yeah… life’s ugly, I ain’t fixin’ it,
Just duct-tape the pain, then I’m dippin’ quick.
Shit don’t change, it just gets more slick,
Still broke, still chill — that’s my magic trick. Team sesh bitches!