LIKE IM BROKE Lyrics

Like im broke

Ohhhhh shiiiiit

Still hustle like I'm broke hustle hard

I do not sleep I keep roaming Like I'm pope Roman

This the season that a nigga has to blow time bomb

Opportunist tryna take me for joke

Never take for joke

I wake up and I go it

Fuck the politics

Ion care about euphemism

Your acknowledgment look like skirmishing

Mind my biz

Auto piloting

Ion need no co sign

Dope rhymes peddler

Nobody co writes

Court rise

Early bird gets the worm

In the field very firm

Searching racking every little coin

Wont leave no stones unturned

I'm about to make it work

Don't care if my hands dirty

Or if it catches germs

Want the bands in pocket

Swimming pool about to be wet

Wash my hands clean after dirty work

This the same hands that cleaned

The toilet seats in the office

Better be proud of your hustle

Being broke is not an option

Still hustle like I'm broke hustle hard

I do not sleep I keep roaming Like I'm pope Roman

This the season that a nigga has to blow time bomb

Opportunist tryna take me for joke never take for joke

You ever seen someone thats got it

Hating on a man that's trying hard just to get it

Seeing brighter days been in darkness

Made me determined

Never going back I'm not relinquishing

High flying like a Pegasus

I need to step in places

That I'm valued in their premises

Need to see if I'm the one they cherishing

A million times they devalued my purposes

They showed me pepper

In my eye nearly went perishing

Its G.O.D that was my therapist

Hating on me cos my pant sagging

They ain't want nothing to do with me

Let's wait and see who hops on to

The Ben wagon

When my pockets is pregnant

And Cannot hide it

Still hustle like I'm broke hustle hard

I do not sleep I keep roaming Like I'm pope Roman

This the season that a nigga has to blow time bomb

Opportunist tryna take me for

Joke never take for joke

Nigga you have to be rich in Spirit

In other to see it vivid

Post traumatic stress if you have a candid image

Everybody is rich on the gram

Their call of duty

The richman got bands

That he has kept a secret

They act they really rich

Matter of fact they really broke

Tell me who you fooling

And I know is silly folks

They the ones that laugh hilariously

And treat you like they proud of you

In your absence you a silly joke

Infatuated with money

Wanna be your friend so badly

Gold digging ass niggas

It is salt that you gonna find

That is what you gonna mine

Start a genocide to get diamonds

And it's horrifying

Man they make me terrified

Still hustle like I'm broke hustle hard

I do not sleep I keep roaming Like I'm pope Roman

This the season that a nigga has to blow time bomb

Opportunist tryna take me for

Joke never take for joke