Broke

Here we go, off the east coast
Where that weed smoke?
I've been broke for a week
Imma need a freak tho
Gas tank on E, but she let me beat tho
Smoking dope in the backwoods that's how we roll

I been broke, for a minute, yeah
Just Got the vision clear
She want strokes, cuz I'm different, yeah,
Realest nigga here
Blowing smoke, while I'm in it, she could run for senate yeah
I'm so dope, but she get it, yeah
I know ain't fair
But she woke, like my business yeah
Independent yeah
Ain't goin choke, I'm goin kill it yeah,
Ain't no feelings here
Ain't no hope, for no haters, yeah
Cuz ain't no favors here
Off that boat, see them gaitors, yeah
We gladiators here, yeah yeah
Are you not entertained tho?
How the diamonds in the chain glow
How the flowers in the rain grow
How we shine through the pain tho?
But we all just same tho.
I don't even want the fame tho
I just wanna create, put my niggas on, flip a real estate
Own some real land, smoke real great
I figure now, why wait,
They ain't throwing money our way
We goin make the jobs in our state.
Play they game and pimp it our way
Black Owned Black Everything
If Government violate
Then Government we'll dominate

Here we go, off the east coast
Where that weed smoke?
I've been broke for a week
Imma need a freak tho
Gas tank on E, but she let me beat tho
Smoking dope in the backwoods that's how we roll

I do it all and I do it all.
I'm way too involved
Either I'm arrogant or I know it all
I know it's all
A nigga got before I MegaBall
Then I'll cut your girl like Orenthal
I got the juice
I got the truth and I got the proof
Feel like a party the way that I light up the booth
Look like I'm Zeus
Runnin everybody out like I got a new tool
Easy to do
Easy to notice a real one
She got her focus on millions
Contact could've killed some
Bomb tracks on these pilgrims
Yeah I do this for the substance
Yeah That's wealth and abundance
Wonder why my niggas hustling
We gon make it outa something
Smoothest nigga at the function
Foolish nigga, I can school you niggas,
Be the coolest nigga in the discussions.
No questions or assumptions
Know the code like a marshian
A nigga cold like a coffin
I know these hoes want a target
So I get my clothes outa target.
And I Got my Flows out the foucet
Got 2 years til you starstruck
From Writing poems outa Starbucks
Turned the prose to a start up

Here we go, off the east coast
Where that weed smoke?
I've been broke for a week
Imma need a freak tho
Gas tank on E, but she let me beat tho
Smoking dope in the backwoods that's how we roll