Living Broke

(intro)
Real life right here, broke as hell. Pockets on empty.
Just want to get some money. We all need it. Alright let's go.

I got no money to my name
Broke ass man; it's a shame
Literally only pocket change
Bills stackin' up, I need a job
Or these bitches, I'ma have to rob
Getting desperate with no dinero
I gotta get mine, I'm numero uno
Can't even buy a pack of smokes
or the herb that I love to toke
Don't remember my last c-note
I think it's time to sell dope
God damn it sucks livin' broke

(Chorus x3)
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no job
Now I sell dope
Because I'm broke, broke, broke

Gotta get that money man
Back to the streets again
Time to bag up the grams
Money start commin in
Things are looking up now
But ya better watch out
Don't know who to trust
What if you get caught up
What'cha gonna do then
You gonna stick to the plan
Hell yeah I am, god damn
See I never snitch, never tell
Keep things hidden well
Locked up, but oh well

(Chorus x2)
Sold a little dope
Till someone told
You hangin on the rope
How you gonna cope
Did it because I'm broke, broke, broke

I'll do my time for any crime
Never cave in and drop a dime
Matter of fact, won't say a word
Fuck these motherfucking worms
I'll show you all my paperwork
Because I'm true to my word
Got convicted, 18 and a felon
I'ma man, still never tellin
Sitting up in the block now
Oranged up from the top down
It's time to make my rounds
Get out, get my feet on the ground
Till then, damn it sucks livin broke