Brokeass (Gold Version) Lyrics

I don't do it for the dolla, dolla, but I could use a lot of em

Model father but ain't got a lotta guap for him

Honestly I'd die for him, never thought this love was possible

But I'm a dad and I'm a mom for him, yeah we left her at the hospital

Woulda left her at the alter if I woulda kept the engagement

Stupid bitch behavin like a kid who you ain't raisin

Never been a woman hater, my mom she always been my rock

She always there to pick me up when I fall and cheer when I'm on it

I never been a pessimist, just gettin shit off my chest

And when I blow up and make a millie

I'm fuckin bringin all my besties with

So hop up on the Nasty train, if you suffer but don't ask for pain

If you ain't give a shit about the dolla but gotta work you ascertain

Sick of all this nine to five bullshit, just wanna be famous

Slow down Bugs, it ain't a race…gotta be patient

If you broke like me, stand up, and claim it

Throw your drink up in the air, and sang it

Broke people to the left

Broke people to the right

All my homies live it up

Cuz we all broken inside

Open up another one

Toast it up and throw it back

And if you got dat brokeass attitude

Ain't no goin back

Parents never taught me how to manage money

College never taught me how to make it

Streets that I grew up on were full of square bitches

Better smile and say you okay, even If you gotta fake it

I am the coolest thing to come out my town since winter

98 storm, knocked the power grid out

Killed ten women, twelve men and three children

Even got a kitten, rest in peace Mittens

Rest in peace to honesty, integrity and realness

In a world full of fantasy and fakeness I'm the real shit

Deal with it..I'm gonna steal some shit

Hearts and money…you gonna feel this shit

Real motherfuckers to the left, fine asses to the right

Runnin up the tab, we gon dine and dash tonight

Always be a brokeass, even when I'm filthy rich

Hustlers move in silence, quiet, I'm killin it

Broke people to the left

Broke people to the right

All my homies live it up

Cuz we all broken inside

Open up another one

Toast it up and throw it back

And if you got dat brokeass attitude

Ain't no goin back