NBA Broke Boy

You want the VVS Diamonds but you ain't paid rent today

You post ya kids on ya social but you don't see em anyway

They say a nigga gotta spend it cuz we ain't promised tomorrow

So when the reaper hit the door.. Keep the same energy

She say you can't take it with you leave a lil bit for me

She don't need Birkin bag she need a place for ya kids to stay

Before you blow it at the bar make sure you leave a bag for junior

We can't all be a rapper or make it to the NBA

The realist shit I ever wrote

Some of the biggest lies these pussy niggas ever told

They say they live a life of crime and out here selling dope