BROKE

Nineteen I was livin out in philly,

Then life got rough real chilly.

Outside lookin like meek milly.

Nappy braids I was walkin through the city!

Tryna figure out life for a little bit

But know ya boy knows he won’t ever quit

But I was so down though (oh)

No one around though (no)

I had to take a dollar

And I turned into Prada.

Yeah I worked real hard

Now I got a couple dollars

You ain’t put the work in

Nah you ain’t gettin nada!

A lot of niggas hate still

But I got it from the bottom!!

I was hungry

And nobody gave a damn

I was starving

And nobody help me out (no no)

I ain’t really fuckin with no broke niggas

I ain’t got no time for no gold diggers

You really must be stupid if you don’t get us

I came here with my crew get ya own niggas

These hoes is coleslaw swap them out for bread like raising canes

They lying on my name

Because they chasin clout and fame

I came up in the game and now it’s not gone be the same

I’m lit forever. I’m burning like an eternal flame.

And You ain’t up to my speed so stay up in your lane

I take away the pain a lethal dose of novocaine

I’m dripping sauce. I got the flavor while these niggas plain.

(I’m dripping sauce. I got the flavor while these niggas plain.)

I was hungry

And nobody gave a damn

I was starving

And nobody help me out (no no)

I ain’t really fuckin with no broke niggas

I ain’t got no time for no gold diggers

You really must be stupid if you don’t get us

I came here with my crew get ya own niggas