Broke Days

I remember all them broke days
I was Down I was fucked up thank God I Got a talent wrote a verse
And I Lucked up pour my Henny
Cause I'm Privileged ice cubes in a up cup last Month
I was down but I'm still Yelling up up

I remember all them broke days
I was Down I was fucked up
Thank god I Got a talent
Wrote a verse and I Lucked
Up pour my Henny cause I'm Privileged ice cubes in a up cup
Last Month I was down
But I'm still Yelling up up

Money moves got me stressed out Add to cart and I check out
Do my Billing and my shipping
It won't hit Cause they different
Dont trip just Listen
We gone get to this chicken
I Won't get into specifics
But I made My decision
Gotta try a different Address
Mike amiri early access
50 Percent off for the jeans
I thought it All was a dream
Shout out Martin Luther king
Black man in America
We need change they don't care Enough shoot us dead
Then they stare At us
Dam what I'm gon do today
They tell me save I gotta
Invest I love To get fly
I gotta get dressed dam
What I'm gone today go
The stu I Gotta get paid I
Can't get a job Making
Minimum wage

I remember all them broke days
I was Down I was fucked up
Thank god I Got a talent
Wrote a verse and I lucked up
Pour my Henny cause I'm Privileged Ice cubes in a up cup
Last Month I was down
But I'm still yelling up up

If you wanna go to college
Get ya Degree if you
Wanna hit the field
Stay In the street
If you wanna be a rapper
Then look at me
Paid dues to the Game
You get no receipt



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Jackson
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