Broke Days

Yo, yo
I ain't always been a money maker
Had to do some fuck shit for the paper
Rolling with my ting if they ain't havin' it
Then I'll stick it in and sin like a fornicator
And girls, I couldn't get a piff ting
'Cause when they saw my bank cred they were shifting
I had a couple ugly girls I was lipsin'
When I think about now it's got me cringing
Got kicked out my house on a normal
'Cause my mindset wasn't normal
I had a couple friends driving fast whips
I was that broke dick, fucking with some broke chicks
What you know about moves for a Z of green?
What you know about rope belt for your jeans?
What you know about hiding out of Ladbrokes
Holding on to someone else's food that your dad took?
Them boys didn't wanna tick me an O
Now they're phonin' me to roll to my show
Got everything I grind for on my own
If you didn't know then, now you know
I swear then I used to even order pizza
I ain't talking pepperoni when I'm licking it
No one ever tried to bring me
I used to punch up man for a pinky

I ain't ever had no hand me downs
Everything you see is curtesy of Tion rassclart Wayne
Ya dig?
Grind for myself
Niggas tryna play down my progress
'Cause I haven't wrap them
They don't know me
Or they don't like me
Well, I'm getting mine make sure you're getting yours
Don't worry how I live baby
T Wayne from the bludclart 9
Come on