Already Broken
When I was a child
I spoke as a child
I thought as a child
I understood as a child
I acted as a child
But when I became a man
Well I still did some childish shit
Some people never understand how fucked up childish get em
Til they hurting or somebody end up dead and shit
You better use your time wisely fuck that childish shit
You can't rewind time and even when it move slow it's still ticking
Round table whole circle eating man this shit finger licking
And I still ain't rocking no designer
Ro$oBaby where you been lately it's been hard to find you
Shit I ain't hiding I just been stuck in my come up
Doing a lot of plotting on ways to keep my funds up
So I can I be in the best position to raise my son up
That's why I go so hard in the booth from sun down to sun up
Aint looking for no beef but I dare a nigga to run up
It's over
I got a chip on my shoulder
Chasing that lettuce and cheese
I'm bout to pop like a soda
She want that meat in between
Yo bitch want me to come fold her
I woke her up to some D
She don't be feeling the Folgers'
She say they sleeping on me
Fuck it let's have a sleepover
Swear life been driving me crazy
That's why I don't care for chauffeurs
I got a squad full of leaders
We ain't have no one to coach us
Stayed down and stayed focus
Fuck all that wishing and hoping
I'm a little hot headed that's why I always be smoking
I was just at a stand still but bitch I'm right back in motion
Bitch all I want is them blues they gone be thinking I'm loccin
And It's all gas fuck a break because I'm already broken
I spoke as a child
I thought as a child
I understood as a child
I acted as a child
But when I became a man
Well I still did some childish shit
Some people never understand how fucked up childish get em
Til they hurting or somebody end up dead and shit
You better use your time wisely fuck that childish shit
You can't rewind time and even when it move slow it's still ticking
Round table whole circle eating man this shit finger licking
And I still ain't rocking no designer
Ro$oBaby where you been lately it's been hard to find you
Shit I ain't hiding I just been stuck in my come up
Doing a lot of plotting on ways to keep my funds up
So I can I be in the best position to raise my son up
That's why I go so hard in the booth from sun down to sun up
Aint looking for no beef but I dare a nigga to run up
It's over
I got a chip on my shoulder
Chasing that lettuce and cheese
I'm bout to pop like a soda
She want that meat in between
Yo bitch want me to come fold her
I woke her up to some D
She don't be feeling the Folgers'
She say they sleeping on me
Fuck it let's have a sleepover
Swear life been driving me crazy
That's why I don't care for chauffeurs
I got a squad full of leaders
We ain't have no one to coach us
Stayed down and stayed focus
Fuck all that wishing and hoping
I'm a little hot headed that's why I always be smoking
I was just at a stand still but bitch I'm right back in motion
Bitch all I want is them blues they gone be thinking I'm loccin
And It's all gas fuck a break because I'm already broken
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Writer(s): Christopher Campbell
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