Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
Tryna summon more lyrics I get a stroke
Doc said I might wanna take meds
Got pants tight to run away from that dork
Feeling like prayers boutta be heard so I flex
Seen the hoax then I ask whats coming next?
Them fucking jerks create the complexed
After all comes covid its all tricks from press
Comes zuckerberg with the load of metaverse
Damn dawg its been long sincе I met a nurse
But we need onе now cuz the world is fucking cursed
And Im still broke but won't even snatch a fucking purse
Damn so broke that the word took the whole verse
But I promised myself I’m gon be fire before the smoke
Cornered with what I dealt so cold but still admire the snow
Too many blessings now coming in a row
And I ain't even got no hoe
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
How long does it taaake
Can't keep up with the waaait
How do I add an eight o eiiight
Not my beat but you took the baaait
I done made a couple of songs sounding like shit
I don't call em mistakes I call em lessons not a hit
Tryna work an album but I dunno how to make this shit
Tell the world about me I'm on roll to producing it
Can't feel my neck everytime I produce a clip
Ain't nobody feeling how hard to get a prep
Done it all myself with a bit of help from friends
Yeah they hold my cam and shit till the end
Can't teach a young kid around here with the shit they facing
They ain't even contemplating on how to fix that aberration
To create life validation from every situation but they craving
The internet cuz its easier to fuck with while their souls lack conservation
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
High without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
Tryna summon more lyrics I get a stroke
Doc said I might wanna take meds
Got pants tight to run away from that dork
Feeling like prayers boutta be heard so I flex
Seen the hoax then I ask whats coming next?
Them fucking jerks create the complexed
After all comes covid its all tricks from press
Comes zuckerberg with the load of metaverse
Damn dawg its been long sincе I met a nurse
But we need onе now cuz the world is fucking cursed
And Im still broke but won't even snatch a fucking purse
Damn so broke that the word took the whole verse
But I promised myself I’m gon be fire before the smoke
Cornered with what I dealt so cold but still admire the snow
Too many blessings now coming in a row
And I ain't even got no hoe
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
How long does it taaake
Can't keep up with the waaait
How do I add an eight o eiiight
Not my beat but you took the baaait
I done made a couple of songs sounding like shit
I don't call em mistakes I call em lessons not a hit
Tryna work an album but I dunno how to make this shit
Tell the world about me I'm on roll to producing it
Can't feel my neck everytime I produce a clip
Ain't nobody feeling how hard to get a prep
Done it all myself with a bit of help from friends
Yeah they hold my cam and shit till the end
Can't teach a young kid around here with the shit they facing
They ain't even contemplating on how to fix that aberration
To create life validation from every situation but they craving
The internet cuz its easier to fuck with while their souls lack conservation
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
Turned so high without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying checks
Tryna run away from being broke
I’ve put myself in a lotta debts
High without the smoke
Fake tales got me paying
( Spooky )
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