Broke
We was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Yea picture this
My lil sister pain for me
Felt like shit
How can I call myself a man
With no legit
Way to bring this money in?
It had me sick
Wasn't tryna sell no drugs
Or be no pimp
Yea I smile a lot
But that don't make me bitch
Got some money now
But yea im far from rich
I aint satisfied until
I got a Patek on my wrist
I treat my cousins like my own kids
Don't care if they notice
My nephew could call me for anything
He know this
This family shit is what im bout
I aint movin comfortable
Until I got some M's
In my account
We was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
I remember times lookin back
I had to take a risk
I was flocking shit and sellin weed
Was either that or bricks
I couldn't fumble on the play
We only eat if I don't miss
Had my son at 17 right then
I promised to get rich
We gone make a way
Make a plan & execute the play
Owe it to myself, to make it happen
Honor what you say
Ima rise to the occasion & live life amazin
Or die tryin pressing on
N practicing my patience
I ain't tryna change my life
Just all the ones around me
Get my fam off section 8
To where they neva need the county
We was broke but we up now
Like God finally found me/
We ain't neva goin back
N Im standin on it proudly
We was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Yea picture this
My lil sister pain for me
Felt like shit
How can I call myself a man
With no legit
Way to bring this money in?
It had me sick
Wasn't tryna sell no drugs
Or be no pimp
Yea I smile a lot
But that don't make me bitch
Got some money now
But yea im far from rich
I aint satisfied until
I got a Patek on my wrist
I treat my cousins like my own kids
Don't care if they notice
My nephew could call me for anything
He know this
This family shit is what im bout
I aint movin comfortable
Until I got some M's
In my account
We was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
I remember times lookin back
I had to take a risk
I was flocking shit and sellin weed
Was either that or bricks
I couldn't fumble on the play
We only eat if I don't miss
Had my son at 17 right then
I promised to get rich
We gone make a way
Make a plan & execute the play
Owe it to myself, to make it happen
Honor what you say
Ima rise to the occasion & live life amazin
Or die tryin pressing on
N practicing my patience
I ain't tryna change my life
Just all the ones around me
Get my fam off section 8
To where they neva need the county
We was broke but we up now
Like God finally found me/
We ain't neva goin back
N Im standin on it proudly
We was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
Never had no fuckin money
We was poor
Had to grind
Had to get it on our own
Remember plottin
Stealin shit up out the store
I know how it feel to be broke
I was broke
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Writer(s): Tyree Jackson
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