BROKE! Lyrics

Dawg i'm fucking broke

Campbells chicken noodle on the stove

Another TV dinner while I catch up on my shows

On the regular, I ain't get no greens unless they're frozen or I'm selling some

Ask me if I'm healthy and I'm telling ya

Dawg I'm fucking broke, brodie ain't ya famous, ain't ya make it

Homie no, I ain't get no payment, entertainment be a joke

Trynna get the bacon, crumpet flaking, fuck a toast

Star, a new sensation, imma take it make it gold

I ain't never been the best at keeping all my money safe

I ain't never been the best at stretching what I'm working with

You could probably guess just like my credit I've been plummeting

Gotta reinvest because i'm knowing what the fucks at stake

God I be a mess, but you could only lay a brick a day

Try and get em' quenched but they gon' always want another sip

Had to pitch a tent, they tried to kick us out the industry

The label must repent, they be the ones who starving artistry

Dawg i'm fucking broke

Bruised, tattered, battered

Call the ambulance, don't

I don't got the dough to pay for ambulance' bro

How the fuck i'm famous but I drive a Kia Soul

Ride in used Corollas, old leftovers, and a coke

Finna catch pneumonia how the world gon' do me cold

Need some 'Red Octobers' boy I hate the shoes I own

Feeling like a king stuck in someone else thrown

On the low I don't know, how the hell I'm fucking broke

Dawg i'm fucking broke

Campbells chicken noodle on the stove

Another TV dinner while I catch up on my shows

On the regular, I ain't get no greens unless they're frozen or I'm selling some

Ask me if I'm healthy and I'm telling ya

Dawg I'm fucking broke, brodie ain't ya famous, ain't ya make it

Homie no, I ain't get no payment, entertainment be a joke

Trynna get the bacon, crumpet flaking, fuck a toast

Star, a new sensation, imma take it make it gold

Yo I be a spendy motherfucker, where's the money from the catalogue

Million fucking streams but I ain't seen a dollar after all

Walking on the beam I balance easy off an Adderall

It's hard to live the dream, I do it freely, super casual

Spotted at the flea, I cop the cleanest tee, I add to cart

Deep in a recession but I spend like I'm Bernard Arnault

God I hope I get it cause my credit cards be maxing out

On fire, bitch I'm livid cause the digits in my bank account

Maybe it's my ego, shit it's probably just my pride

Maybe I should just admit it, throw the towel in, I tried

Ever since I was a kid I had a vision of a time

When I wasn't making payments, like, just barely getting by

Deep inside my conscious, see I believe I'm that guy

But with everybody watching, I just wish I had it now

All the eyes on Collin, baby bubba don't ya choke

Everybody want a dollar, I responded dawg I'm fucking broke

Dawg i'm fucking broke

Campbells chicken noodle on the stove

Another TV dinner while I catch up on my shows

On the regular, I ain't get no greens unless they're frozen or I'm selling some

Ask me if I'm healthy and I'm telling ya

Dawg I'm fucking broke, brodie ain't ya famous, ain't ya make it

Homie no, I ain't get no payment, entertainment be a joke

Trynna get the bacon, crumpet flaking, fuck a toast

Star, a new sensation, imma take it make it gold