DIRTY + BROKE
Woulda had money, cars, clothes and fame
But I was just dirty and broke
Demons, they all know rage
Me getting old, I thought that shit was a joke
I took the long way home
Swerving, follow me? Lights out
I hit his taco, don't need hot-sauce
I'll triple cross y'all
Just like human torch, I been throwing 4's
Doing all that fake shit, I cannot endorse
I been rocking with her 40 nights 40 days
Bitch, I'm with my yurda twin
I'm just tryna hit a stain
If we ever disagreed, turn around
I got him banged
I don't care about what he claims
I don't need no fucking pills
Lets go get him flamed
My lifestyle brazy, I think that every day
But when they lose me
They're gonna act like I was great
Rip to J
Told me stay in school, I ain't listen
Shit was lame
I shoulda listened cause the game hella fake
If you wanna leave me, believe me, it's easy
She been acting brazy but tryna be my baby
Shots left his head red, like he dating Casey
Woulda had money, cars, clothes and fame
But I was just dirty and broke
Demons, they all know rage
Me getting old? I thought that shit was a joke
I took the long way home, swerving
Follow me, lights out
I hit his taco, don't need hot-sauce
I'll triple cross y'all
But I was just dirty and broke
Demons, they all know rage
Me getting old, I thought that shit was a joke
I took the long way home
Swerving, follow me? Lights out
I hit his taco, don't need hot-sauce
I'll triple cross y'all
Just like human torch, I been throwing 4's
Doing all that fake shit, I cannot endorse
I been rocking with her 40 nights 40 days
Bitch, I'm with my yurda twin
I'm just tryna hit a stain
If we ever disagreed, turn around
I got him banged
I don't care about what he claims
I don't need no fucking pills
Lets go get him flamed
My lifestyle brazy, I think that every day
But when they lose me
They're gonna act like I was great
Rip to J
Told me stay in school, I ain't listen
Shit was lame
I shoulda listened cause the game hella fake
If you wanna leave me, believe me, it's easy
She been acting brazy but tryna be my baby
Shots left his head red, like he dating Casey
Woulda had money, cars, clothes and fame
But I was just dirty and broke
Demons, they all know rage
Me getting old? I thought that shit was a joke
I took the long way home, swerving
Follow me, lights out
I hit his taco, don't need hot-sauce
I'll triple cross y'all
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Writer(s): Ump420afk Ump420afk
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