Kishore Kumar Hits

Iman. - Dead Broke şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Iman.

albüm: This Car Aint Stolen Deluxe


Ok I found out we was dead broke
When my bed broke nigga
Never fixed it
Learned to joog it
That shitt still got slept on
If this a competition
Mogs bound to get stepped on
Bound to get crept on
We'll Score on yo teflon
Don't no get no say so where my bread go nigga
Sept the one in da pictures
Cuz That one really my bitch
Fuck you mean
Keya da one because I said so nigga
That's my one from the dirt
N it's time to watch her get rich
My palms itchin
I get it
My mom miss me
To get it
Im always missin some shit
Ugh
Like why work
To spend it on the typical shit
Ugh
Finishin others missions
While spitting scriptures
I promise it ain't malicious To keep it legit
I found out we was dead broke
When my bed broke
From hittin all dem bow leg bitches
Rollin up in a fishbowl
Lookin so ambitious
You know I came equipped
Can't even go there wit him
Don't even go there wit him
We came equip for the cool
We floated thru school
Dark niggas exploiting rules
We saw em as jewels
Wild critical thinkers
Tryna turn u a fool
Make it happen outta nothin
He who Born with the tools
Do great things break things
Take things n fix em
Make things crave things
Mate things n diss em
Take drawers don't call
Start car he dippin
Win brawls Take charge
Sip dark my nigga
I swear to god
I found out we was dead broke
When my bed broke
From hittin all dem bow leg bitches
Rollin up in a fishbowl
Lookin so ambitious
You know I came equipped
Can't even go there wit him
Don't even go there wit him
It cost money on the backend
Not to say I did it
I was one of the worst ones
I Jus flew Under the radar wit it
Under a bulls hat
Wit a ski mask
Fore Covid hit us
It's a lotta progress
From the nonsense
That done growed up in us
Blowed up wit us
Pretty women that like to show up bitches
Fuck lovin a nigga
First they gotta glo up wit him
He Put the money in her person
N match the purse up wit it
N it hurts when blood on yo shirt
Ain't really worth her titties
But fuck it
Spend that money
I hope yo daughter pretty
N I hope yo son respectful
Take it from a division and Harvey nigga
No matter what u say to get her
Each flavor a pretty penny
Fore u ever pay to tip her
So U ain't crazy nigga
U paid for it
I found out we was dead broke
When my bed broke
From hittin all dem bow leg bitches
Rollin up in a fishbowl
Lookin so ambitious
You know I came equipped
Can't even go there wit him
Don't even go there wit him
Dead broke

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