Be Ready

I ain't got no money just problems
Simple math but can't solve em
I'm tryna break the bread, but the bread breaking me
Fuck a beat, I'm here to speak on shit that don't let me sleep
I've been writing off my feelings writing off my dreams
I think that I'm the illest getting sick of all these schemes
And I gave a few my help I needed water got get wells
The dessert was dry I'm all by myself
Fuck this bullshit, cause everyone pulls quick
When you ain't got shit, I'm rock bottom
Got me thinking maybe i should play autumn
Man I'm really falling off my own branch
No cash only flipping paper in notepads
Maybe i should move that dope stash
Cause coke snaps, like we stock dropping Pepsi
I'm still in the hood though, nigga look how it left me
I really would shoot foes, But my grip isn't steady
A 22 and 38 under my pillow can't do this till I'm 60
Catch a case let my fams miss me

I ain't got no money boy I'm broke
All these problems all up on me and I'm losing hope
If you lowdown on yo money then you bound to lose those hoes
Who's the real who's the fake this is how I really know
I ain't got no money boy I'm broke
All these problems all up on me and I'm losing hope
If you lowdown on yo money then you bound to lose those hoes
Who's the real who's the fake this is how I really know

Considering to risk it all to get it all I get it
But you should understand this builds you up through anesthetics
Everything you see isn't truly what goes on, if you hear it in a song
It's easy to sing along, but you gotta realize, gotta read between the lines
Your smarter than you know, you should listen through all the lies
And besides, the more you think about it, you doubt it, and that ain't right
In this life you never think twice, just roll the dice, and now you get
What you deserve, depends on what it's truly worth, now you bagging
Some dirt, 6 feet with 60 inches for the merch, get rid of it before it's worse
You sell it right, but bring the hype, and feel the might, you take a life
Your money right, you fix your ride, but now you dealing with these mob ties
Now the chrome stays by your side, this life is what you living, ain't no more fun and Games
They want what you got, so they run up to your stop, non stop Playa!

I ain't got no money boy I'm broke
All these problems all up on me and I'm losing hope
If you lowdown on yo money then you bound to lose those hoes
Who's the real who's the fake this is how I really know
I ain't got no money boy I'm broke
All these problems all up on me and I'm losing hope
If you lowdown on yo money then you bound to lose those hoes
Who's the real who's the fake this is how I really know