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Once Was Broke

 

Once Was Broke

(álbum: Tobe From The Swat - 2017)


Everybody needs some money sometimes everybody needs some cash sometimes
I'm Through with being broke and lonely
My some time is now...

I... won't... be... I. Won't. Be. Broke. No. Mo

Aight looka here this strictly for the savages that low key came from nothin
Who couldn't avoid flippin packages and sippin lean like it's robitussin
No discussion
Might box, they known for tusslin
Rocks in they socks known for hustling, in a drop, paint dripping like a nose that's running ouu...

They just wan-na shine some-thing like the sun
Ouu
Tell em get in line u not the only one ouu
Money on my mind wish I could grow me some
And give it to every hater who heart be filled with sodium

O... o... o... o... o...

Cause you can't help broke people being broke

I... once was broke... but no more... Will I ever be...
I... once was broke... but no more... Will I ever be...

Me and Jeff. made it out the swat. that's a Crazy place
And we'll put hands together over mills... like we sayin grace
Low key should prolly be in the dirt, made some grave mistakes
But The great author rose a pauper up to create a wave

Aye look I Stay awake, I deviate, from uh all divide and conquer plans

I Feel like all of my dogs deserve a couple bands on em like lobster hands

Aye look I washed my hands
With thoughts of choppin grams
And tryna scrape it outta pots and pans
As block of tan, and moving it like copter fans
All to possibly cop a lil drop sedan

Aye look I swear I was dumb as hell that'll get you jammed up
I just wanted some go rilla pokes to makem go ba nanas
Since I made it off the block and every thing I spit is manna
I de serve that guap that make em speak in tongues panda

O... o... o... o... o...

Cause you can't help broke people being broke

I... once was broke... but no more... Will I ever be...

Ooooooo oooowoooo Ouuwoowuoooo

Cause I remember when these broads ain't speak cause I ain't have no dough...

And boys ain't wanna hang around cause I fell off and I was broke heyyyy ay ay ayyyee

It's on again... cause we ain't broke no mo, no mo... we ain't broke no mo...

It's on again... cause we ain't broke no mo, no mo... we ain't broke no mo...

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