BROKE

[melodic wavy verse first male]
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!!

[pre chorus first male singing]
I was hungry
And nobody gave a damn
I was starving
And nobody help me out (no no)

[Chorus, firm wavy second male, swag, melodic, autotune]
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

[rap verse, flow, hard second male]
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.)

[pre chorus first male singing]
I was hungry
And nobody gave a damn
I was starving
And nobody help me out (no no)

[Chorus, firm wavy second male, swag, melodic, autotune]
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

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