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I Aint Goin |
| Goin' back to being broke |
| I had roaches in my crib God bless |
| Holiday season |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke (not me, not me) |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke (not me, not me) |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| I had roaches in my crib, sticks and c’s all in my smoke |
| I had niggas jealous of me 'fore I ever had to gloat |
| Eviction notice on the door, my bed was on the floor |
| Oh lord, I ain’t going back to being broke |
| Wake up, going trap was all we know |
| Make a couple racks, go get some more |
| Break it down and vacuum seal the smoke |
| Woke up, snatched my pistol out the couch |
| Niggas just robbed the connect |
| Get your shit, we gotta bounce |
| We was almost grabbing P’s |
| We was gettin' it by the ounce |
| So, I took a trip down south |
| We put up enough to get a house |
| Shit got hot and we got out |
| Back up top, I need a block |
| get cooked, just need a pot |
| You say you got work, I don’t need it now |
| I’m in a drop and I’m speedin' (skrt) |
| Talking police, I don’t see them now |
| I got the Glock for no reason (no reason) |
| It’s hard to tell who be scheming now |
| I ain’t going back to selling smoke |
| I ain’t going back to selling pills |
| Loaded weapon in my coat |
| Now I’m somewhere in the hills |
| Private jet, Givenchy clothes |
| Need some Fronto, I could roll |
| Shit, I’m counting, got me cold (ice cold) |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| I had roaches in my crib, sticks and c’s all in my smoke |
| I had niggas jealous of me 'fore I ever had to gloat |
| Eviction notice on the door, my bed was on the floor |
| Oh lord, I ain’t going back to being broke |
| Wake up, going trap was all we know |
| Make a couple racks, Holiday Season go get some more |
| Break it down and vacuum seal the smoke |
| Ayy, I bought them in the back, the slums is where I come from |
| Rats and roaches, Henny toasting ease the pain to keep calm |
| I picked up the pistol before I ever picked up a pack |
| Turned up by the streets then I went turned out the snakes |
| How deep is that, I’ma tell ya Pop was always in and out, same way as my trap, yeah |
| Doors swinging, niggas banging, that .40 still on my lap, don’t need your hoe |
| Put fan that verse in Be about your pimp |
| Never thought you’d see my bloods united, thugging with all these neighbours |
| We’re talking crips, real drip |
| Whenever you see Scoob, I’m talking |
| Will I ever go back back, what I’m used to, I was so broke |
| Roam at home, I had shit by my lonely on it If I was born in slave days, they had to store me, I’m so rebellious |
| Fuck niggas jealous, they always have been, I’ma tell you |
| My nigga, I’m telling you |
| I don’t fuck with has-beens, I save ya Young nigga save ya Anything we have been, when beef, I bring all the flame |
| I guess I’m trapping no failure |
| And when I save ya, you can ask my best friend, I’m ridin' |
| On, John Gotti henchmen |
| I was slipping, I was falling but a nigga got the fuck up Thank you god, for my hard times and God it’s all love |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| 32 Entertainment |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| Comission |
| Lord, I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| A Life Team |
| I ain’t goin' back to being broke |
| It was our pleasure |
| Karma 2! |
| Love, I swear to god this shit don’t get old |
| Go get them bags, nigga, haha-ha-ha |