My 4 Aint Broke
Adapt or get took out no this shit dont come wit bandages trenches living scandalous hood nigga with fantasies
Broke nigga gambling mindset on glamorous dont worry bout no damages
I can handle it
Broke alot of promises growing up round the grimey bendin corners for that sack like a defensive lineman
Not ta you i aint lying you dont fail you trying
Broke aint 4 me thats the truth it b hard to make a truce i refuse to hate on who stand on business tie and suit its a lie if aint no proof you gon die if you dont shoot
Aint no right thang to do if you lackin then you wrong
Nigga feelings in the sewage down the drain so its gone
Pain getting internal i can feel it in my bones
Typeshit how a author write this i been trapped in the trench wit ah jammed up blick
Thought he said its all love but i still ain't convinced
Everybody got a motive it ain't nothing just because broke ain't 4 me evidently hustle in my blood money make me move it aint much gon make me budge if u phony stay from round cause this trigga gon get tugged
If i show you interest baby dont think that i fell in love
Is what it is no it was what it was
Bout that paper its a race and aint nobody thats safe
Ace got hit in da face trying to stay out da way
Nigga tryna make think its all love but it aint
Nigga tryna make me feel em
But im numb
So i cant
Broke nigga gambling mindset on glamorous dont worry bout no damages
I can handle it
Broke alot of promises growing up round the grimey bendin corners for that sack like a defensive lineman
Not ta you i aint lying you dont fail you trying
Broke aint 4 me thats the truth it b hard to make a truce i refuse to hate on who stand on business tie and suit its a lie if aint no proof you gon die if you dont shoot
Aint no right thang to do if you lackin then you wrong
Nigga feelings in the sewage down the drain so its gone
Pain getting internal i can feel it in my bones
Typeshit how a author write this i been trapped in the trench wit ah jammed up blick
Thought he said its all love but i still ain't convinced
Everybody got a motive it ain't nothing just because broke ain't 4 me evidently hustle in my blood money make me move it aint much gon make me budge if u phony stay from round cause this trigga gon get tugged
If i show you interest baby dont think that i fell in love
Is what it is no it was what it was
Bout that paper its a race and aint nobody thats safe
Ace got hit in da face trying to stay out da way
Nigga tryna make think its all love but it aint
Nigga tryna make me feel em
But im numb
So i cant
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Writer(s): Raynell Nelson
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