Broke but Happy
Bitch I'm sipping dirty polish liquor
Got my head spinning
Winning life and this shit just beginning
Got sinning on my mind
Rare find, Kaddy goodie by design
But tonight Im craving recreation
Joey pull up with the medication
I got no job, oh my god, how it be?
Don't you see I'm living in a fantasy
Healthy, 'cause my mind is free
Wealthy, got my friends with me
I found a bag of blow then passed it to a hoe
She needs to powder up her nose and glow
Into the throes of night she goes
But inside, she's depressed like the rest
We're all guests on this planet
For a couple years, so I confess
I'm 'bout to get so high, I'ma touch the fucking sky
Mama said I'm pretty fly for a broke guy
Rave on my grave, come ride on my wave
When I die, I'm not afraid of consequences
Babe it's time to misbehave
Still a slave to my mind, blind to the signs
Teenage love still pains inside
But teenage love is almost over
Almost 20, I'm no longer sober
Bitch I'm looking to the future
Hoping I can hide my traumas with a suture
Made of good vibes, some close peeps
Lead good lives, shit
I just hope they let me come inside
I got family and friends that I can trust
And that's a must
Take this paper shit away from me
And throw it in a fire
I require hella time, so I respire any chance I get
I'll call up Mikee, AJ, time to play another set
Bitch!
Got my head spinning
Winning life and this shit just beginning
Got sinning on my mind
Rare find, Kaddy goodie by design
But tonight Im craving recreation
Joey pull up with the medication
I got no job, oh my god, how it be?
Don't you see I'm living in a fantasy
Healthy, 'cause my mind is free
Wealthy, got my friends with me
I found a bag of blow then passed it to a hoe
She needs to powder up her nose and glow
Into the throes of night she goes
But inside, she's depressed like the rest
We're all guests on this planet
For a couple years, so I confess
I'm 'bout to get so high, I'ma touch the fucking sky
Mama said I'm pretty fly for a broke guy
Rave on my grave, come ride on my wave
When I die, I'm not afraid of consequences
Babe it's time to misbehave
Still a slave to my mind, blind to the signs
Teenage love still pains inside
But teenage love is almost over
Almost 20, I'm no longer sober
Bitch I'm looking to the future
Hoping I can hide my traumas with a suture
Made of good vibes, some close peeps
Lead good lives, shit
I just hope they let me come inside
I got family and friends that I can trust
And that's a must
Take this paper shit away from me
And throw it in a fire
I require hella time, so I respire any chance I get
I'll call up Mikee, AJ, time to play another set
Bitch!
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Writer(s): B. Mokrski
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