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louie debauchery - procrashtination lyrics

[intro]
you’re way too f+cking broke like twin turbo only takes premium gas

[chorus]
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke

[verse 1: louie debauchery]
my account is broke
and my phone is broke
i’m still paying it off, you think that is a joke
god wasn’t playing when he jumped right off the top rope, pinned me to the ring, now his elbow’s on my throat
in high+school i wish they spent some time to teach me how to save
al i do is eat out, consume, consume, waste a wage
there’s just gotta be a different way
to write my own page
almost at that age, i should be getting f+cking paid
how can jeezy save me, i can’t even save myself
paycheck to paycheck, feels like i always waste my wealth
can’t go out to eat no more, that’s just a hole for the funds
i wanna new car, too bad i’m a hoe for fun
distracted while i’m driving, writing songs up in the whip
d+mn i can’t remember that line, now imma piece of sh+t
can’t even cope, i have no lack of motivators
my girl saying the time to bloom is now, there might not be room for later
[bridge]
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke
broke
broke
bruh yeah i’m broke
i wanna thank god that my heart not broke
‘cause if i lost my girl, i’d think my heart stop

[verse 2: kryptonetics]
i see my parents fighting
arguing over something light
i’m caught up in the middle, i’m the only reason they fight
can’t agree what’s best for me, where i should go
i’m thrown into some sh+t as a kid, i’m forced to grow
no one ever stopped and figured out how much i know
my life is flying, when as a kid it would go slow
i thought i was the golden child, look at the mirror gloom
as i grow up i lost the hope from not that many years ago
i stop and think to myself
what the h+ll?
tell me why the world so cold when i came crawling out my sh+ll
i tried to run away before i tripped and i fell
this world so f+cked it put my people in a cell (sh+t ain’t fair)
my hoe’s way too fast, gotta slow that sh+t down
when i needed people by my side, they ain’t stick around
we lost a couple friends as fast as i lost sleep
i’ve been stabbed in the back before, the knife runs deep
everyone be faking, please just stay in the mask
i always speak the truth, i keep it real in my rap
i dreamed a dream of all my stories, wrote it down for keeps
instead of dreamin, i dream i need to tell these bars and how i speak
i’m your favorite color, till you see the other shades of me
i take the time to write, my mind’s a f+cking incomplacency
you never said you’re sorry, i’ve been waiting for it patiently
one of us will go, i know your life will be the death of me
[verse 3: st++z]
told brandon that we never going broke again
five n+++ deep on road slanging dope again
thank god i wasn’t home when the ops, they broke up in
sliding down the block, there was broken windows and sh+t
phone call from tino, he said lil bro got hit
i said “no, not tj, he’s just a f+cking kid”
ain’t do nothing wrong he was chilling at the crib
911 called, simon’s down the block and sh+t
that’s a game man i swear i f+cking hate this sh+t
n++++’s gotta move so we get paid in sh+t
no drugs for black kids, that’s why we slang that sh+t
so tell my n++++s man we never going broke again
i swear we never going broke again
i’m f+cking never going broke again
i swear we never going broke…

[verse 4: louie debauchery]
why you eyeing what i got?
boy come get some
chew yo ass out, cause you rigby and i’m benson
think you’ll get one?
yeah you’ll get none
rips from the bong cuz that’s how we make fun
now we making fun of you all ‘cause you stupid
lack of a response, do nothing to dispute it
i know you’d be mad, if only you could compute it
he can’t even clap back, run his pockets let’s loot him
ay hold up pause dog, i wasn’t finished eating
had to choke it down, i had white people seasoning
i heard ya just fine
i was trying to find the meaning
grab and hold your tool, that’s the only thing you beating
i’mma make a toast, bring it to a boil
my b+lls harder than hot dogs, and fire wrapped in foil
bring it to a simmer, i’ve always been a sinner
use a condom less than ac in the winter
they label me a rapper, i got lots more to offer
i’m a artist
a poet
a pilot
an author
didn’t think i’d make it but now i got here and now i’m heading for the tippy top of the roster
[outro sample]

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