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ishaan the rit god – been broke had bands lyrics

[intro]

you know what i mean, i don’t judge a n+gga by how much money a n+gga got. i done been in positions where i had bands. that sh+t don’t mean sh+t when it all boils down to what’s real n+gga. rit rit. been broke, had bands. that sh+t ain’t nothing to me man

[hook]

been broke, had bands, humble either way
either way, either way, either way, either way
been broke, had bands, humble either way
either way, either way, either way, either way
man you can’t put trust in money, cuz that sh+t go just like that
since that sh+t go just like that, then im gon get it just right back
man you can’t put trust in money, cuz that sh+t go just like that
since that sh+t go just like that, then imma get it just right back

[verse 1]

went broke like mc hammer
blew the money faster than a testerossa
touchdowns like calvin johnson
scoring home runs like sammy sosa
kush sweeter than a life saver, my eyes red like a gun laser
cash was shorter than a 3rd grader
now the money taller than a ball player
had ups and downs like a elevator
play with bread like a sandwhich maker
had bad seasons like the detroit pistons
like the utah jazz, like the la lakers
we was grinding like a skate crew
just like detectives searching for a clue
got animals like detroit zoo
get yo head washed like some shampoo
on the paper like pencil led
y’all d+cksuckers like super head
i went r+t+rded like special ed
i’ll leave you toasted like wonder bread
no joke, i got broke like a high schooler guarding derrick rose
n+ggas hated but i elevated like a n+gga standing on his tippy toes
walking round like a fat boy at a strip club
i’m a big tipper
you switched teams, tryna come back
you a ol’ lebron james ass n+gga
so you think any n+gga real if he f+ck hoes and he stack cash
n+gga you must know mickey mouse and donald duck
with you goofy ass
if you never lived in hotels, don’t talk to me about the struggle b+tch
matching benzes in 10 months
n+gga 10 days, call me money mitch
kentucky cops locked my cousin up
had his hands painted like nail polish
when my cuz got locked up, he had more techs than rasheed wallace

[interlude]

yea they locked my cousin up man, free dan. this sh+t crazy though man, that’s what i’m saying. money don’t get me to respect you, n+gga being a real n+gga get me to respect you, n+gga. real recognize real. you can’t die with this money. you can only live with it, you gotta die one day

[hook]

[verse 2]

had pennies like hardaway
pockets full of franklins just like aretha
sparking reefer like wiz khalifa
i’m burning pounds like queen latifah
stayed real, n+ggas turned fake
and i’m eating quick like a lunchbreak
sh+t got thicker than a milkshake
my heart turned colder than a snowflake
blocking shots like i’m playing d
like a gucci belt, i’m a double g
cash was short, but it humbled me
because it use to stick like a bumble bee
boiling hot like a volcano n+gga
dodging thots like a durango n+gga
broke or balling, i’m the same ol’ n+gga
you act like a slave, call you django n+gga
being broke had me heartbroken
like a loyal b+tch who got cheated on
touch my cash, get yo face bussed
like a freak b+tch who got skeeted on
one hunnid, solid as a rock
like a center block, i be going hard
b+tch yellow like pikachu
and i be blowing flames like charizard
i was down but i played it smart
like a handy man, you know the drill
cash was small like kevin hart
now the money taller than shaquille o’neal
don’t respect you if you got a check
i respect a n+gga if he keep it real
all you scrubs like the players club
cuz they out here dancing for a dollar bill

- ishaan the rit god lyrics

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