Never End Up Broke, Pt. 2 (feat. Pusha T)
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Never End Up Broke, Pt. 2 (feat. Pusha T) lyrics

GenreHip Hop Rap
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I just want to let you go Yes, sir I'll know when, you girl Yes, sir No, won't never take this away from me Yeah, well, uh (Incoming) I remember being broke before I was in the mix See, my bitch fucked a nigga, Raekwon was servin' bricks Just the fuel I needed, so I started takin' risks When everybody had the five, I leveled up and did the six AMG kit, knockin' It Was Written Poochie knitted, you niggas thought Gucci did it This Italian race car got moolies in it See, a Phantom ain't a Phantom, if that spooky's rented, uh Smoke tintеd copes in it Three-hundred thousand in tennis chains, I'm ropеd in it Wavin' through a glass top coupe, like the Pope's in it Heaven only snows in my trunk when the dope's in it The more that you see murdered, you're closer to no limit I used to want a 300Z with a phone in it I'm globally roam with it, feelin' at home with it Money come, money go, ain't no controlin' it, push Yeah, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke Shh, 'cause money can't buy back time, my nigga Long nights, no lights, dreamin' 'bout a Benz No rice, just ice, nothin' in the fridge Sick of makin' friends, all they do is burn a bridge I'm drownin' in my sins, I never learned how to swim My life jacket Celine, swim trunks Supreme Just left the scene in Alexander McQueen I remember nights I was too broke to think This shit deep, I lost more money than sleep I was watchin' corners, I ain't never mop the floor Touched a hundred thousand in twenties from doin' chores Mama was a queenpin, Coretta with cream She was sellin' dreams to Martin Luther the fiend For Christmas, I bought the block choppers and triple beams Four-wheelers, four-fours, and a bunch of bowls I guess it's safe to say a nigga finally reached his goals 'Cause all I ever wanted was to never end up broke All I ever wanted was to never end up broke Shh, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke Yeah, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke 'Cause money can't buy back time, my nigga Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen

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