tony shhnow - can't say i'm broke lyrics
[intro]
(big emm)
men lie, women lie, people lie, you know?
that money ain’t never lied to me
(dj yung rel, what it do?)
let’s talk, yall ain’t talking about sh+t
(hoodrich)
[chorus]
you can say what you want, can’t say that i’m broke
like the car broke down i still can’t go
i ain’t gon’ stop til’ my n+ggas get on
shoutout my b+tch cause’ she bad to the bone
i stay with my gun, i ain’t never alone
i stay on that road, i ain’t never at home
(major out here f+ck n+ggas)
every morning wake up [?]
i’m fresh out the mud but i wash my hands
my b+tch thick and she rich
i move weight, they ain’t flexing like this
i gotta’ thank god for the thе times that he blessеd me
my momma’ was stressing, sometimes it would hurt
i kept that sh+t tucked cause’ i knew it would work
i stay down and come up, one day [?]
[verse]
never say never, i got you forever
my girl on her knees, when i need her i bless her
my girl ain’t worried when i ain’t at home
because she know i got a glock on the dresser
tony a well known finesser
pipes in the whip and i’m blowing on pressure
i got a b+tch but i still need extra
i’m booked real but i sitll ain’t gon’ text ya’
i thank god every morning
ain’t a day that don’t go by that i don’t wake up, get up on it
(dj yung rel, wassup?)
all my clothes from out the country
all my b+tches go get money
take your aim, but you can’t take this from me
i compete with myself cause’ it make me go harder
i put down the drank and i picked up some water
i pulled up in foreign but my diamonds bussin’ like charger’s
(we major)
aye, yeah, you can say what you want
i’m still rich and do what i want
my b+tch look like she straight out milan
[chorus]
you can say what you want, can’t say that i’m broke
like the car broke down i still can’t go
i ain’t gon’ stop til’ my n+ggas get on
shoutout my b+tch cause’ she bad to the bone
i stay with my gun, i ain’t never alone
i stay on that road, i ain’t never at home
every morning wake up [?]
i’m fresh out the mud but i wash my hands
my b+tch thick and she rich
i move weight, they ain’t flexing like this
i gotta’ thank god for the the times that he blessed me
my momma’ was stressing, sometimes it would hurt
i kept that sh+t tucked cause’ i knew it would work
i stay down and come up, one day [?]
[outro]
(big emm)
(dj yung rel, what it do?)
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