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BROQUÈ. (Feat. Pako & Larry Lovealot)
by Luewelyn
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I swear these niggas, these niggas
These niggas, these niggas
These niggas, these niggas popping
I swear that these niggas popping, yeah
I swear that these niggas popping
I swear that these niggas, these niggas
These niggas, yeah
I was nothing but a broque boy, niggas think I'm rich
Nothing but a broque boy, couldn't even keep my bitch
She wasn't here for money, ah
She said she here because she love me, ah
Skinny little broque boy, got these niggas talking shit
How'd my prayers change from wishing for a better life to wishing God would end my Life?
My vision gone, not clear in sight
My itchy palms got me thinking wrong - How'd I live this long?
I sing this song when I is alone & drink 'till fear don't fight
'Cause when I'm sober my self Esteem isn't as rad as it seems
& when my goals go from massive dreams to me with battling sleep
I come from bro's, we was actually speaking 'bout planning a scheme
'Cause Pockets low and it's tragic to see how we manage to eat
Lives that been wasted all 'cause of hating
When niggas hungry, they'll fucking make it
When ain't got nothing, them niggas take shit
You think I'm bluffing? Thinking I'm playing?
I got the munchies, we finished blazing
Who got the money ? Nobody say shit
This shit is funny, I'm blaming satin
This Vorna Valley, This where we staying
I was nothing but a broque boy, niggas think I'm rich
Nothing but a broque boy, couldn't even keep my bitch
She wasn't here for money, ah
She said she here because she love me, ah
Skinny little broque boy, got these niggas talking shit
Broque boy on this stage
I feel like all the money that a nigga tryna make
Is never coming through 'cause I know niggas finna hate
I tried to close eyes and hold the bible then I pray but like woah!
It never came, 'till today I'm a broque boy
I need the money, I need the gwalla
I got to find it, I got to Phanda
I got to Zama, Woah!
I swear these niggas, these niggas
These niggas, these niggas
These niggas, these niggas popping
I swear that these niggas popping, yeah
I swear that these niggas popping
I swear that these niggas, these niggas
These niggas, yeah
I was nothing but a broque boy, niggas think I'm rich
Nothing but a broque boy, couldn't even keep my bitch
She wasn't here for money, ah
She said she here because she love me, ah
Skinny little broque boy, got these niggas talking shit
How'd my prayers change from wishing for a better life to wishing God would end my Life?
My vision gone, not clear in sight
My itchy palms got me thinking wrong - How'd I live this long?
I sing this song when I is alone & drink 'till fear don't fight
'Cause when I'm sober my self Esteem isn't as rad as it seems
& when my goals go from massive dreams to me with battling sleep
I come from bro's, we was actually speaking 'bout planning a scheme
'Cause Pockets low and it's tragic to see how we manage to eat
Lives that been wasted all 'cause of hating
When niggas hungry, they'll fucking make it
When ain't got nothing, them niggas take shit
You think I'm bluffing? Thinking I'm playing?
I got the munchies, we finished blazing
Who got the money ? Nobody say shit
This shit is funny, I'm blaming satin
This Vorna Valley, This where we staying
I was nothing but a broque boy, niggas think I'm rich
Nothing but a broque boy, couldn't even keep my bitch
She wasn't here for money, ah
She said she here because she love me, ah
Skinny little broque boy, got these niggas talking shit
Broque boy on this stage
I feel like all the money that a nigga tryna make
Is never coming through 'cause I know niggas finna hate
I tried to close eyes and hold the bible then I pray but like woah!
It never came, 'till today I'm a broque boy
I need the money, I need the gwalla
I got to find it, I got to Phanda
I got to Zama, Woah!