BROKEN PROMISES
Holding on to broken promises
They ain't love me but my momma did
Police broke into my home again
His bitch ass told lil brodie not my mans
Way too many promises
Doing 130 on the e-way ra-ra-ra
I only keep the realest round me slat-slat-slat
I remember wiping dogshit
Off my clean whites oh my god
Now I got that shit stuffed in my pockets Rackies bussin out
I pop out wit my bruddas
To the Tyson's time to time
Stay down stack up stay focused
That's my motto I can't lie
I hit my brudda e-way when I'm dry
Now I'm loaded pack my bags I'm ready to fly
Got a lot on my mind aw yea
I've been waiting on my time all year
Please don't hit me if you weren't there
Rackies bussin' through my underwear
Too many people in this club
I don't wanna be here
My diamonds stay clear
It's best you get from near me
Only God I fear
Light up my bud and sip my drink
I cry no tears
I know my God got me
I ain't got no fear
Holding on to broken promises
They ain't love me but my momma did
Police broke into my home again
His bitch ass told lil brodie not my mans
Way too many promises
Doing 130 on the e-way ra-ra-ra
I only keep the realest round me slat-slat-slat
I remember wiping dogshit
Off my clean whites oh my god
Now I got that shit stuffed in my pockets
Rackies bussin out
They ain't love me but my momma did
Police broke into my home again
His bitch ass told lil brodie not my mans
Way too many promises
Doing 130 on the e-way ra-ra-ra
I only keep the realest round me slat-slat-slat
I remember wiping dogshit
Off my clean whites oh my god
Now I got that shit stuffed in my pockets Rackies bussin out
I pop out wit my bruddas
To the Tyson's time to time
Stay down stack up stay focused
That's my motto I can't lie
I hit my brudda e-way when I'm dry
Now I'm loaded pack my bags I'm ready to fly
Got a lot on my mind aw yea
I've been waiting on my time all year
Please don't hit me if you weren't there
Rackies bussin' through my underwear
Too many people in this club
I don't wanna be here
My diamonds stay clear
It's best you get from near me
Only God I fear
Light up my bud and sip my drink
I cry no tears
I know my God got me
I ain't got no fear
Holding on to broken promises
They ain't love me but my momma did
Police broke into my home again
His bitch ass told lil brodie not my mans
Way too many promises
Doing 130 on the e-way ra-ra-ra
I only keep the realest round me slat-slat-slat
I remember wiping dogshit
Off my clean whites oh my god
Now I got that shit stuffed in my pockets
Rackies bussin out
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Writer(s): Yoseph Assefa
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