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Broken
41
Pop
Broken was released on July 12, 2020 by Tragic Thoughtz as a part of the album Broken - Single
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Release DateJuly 12, 2020
LabelTragic Thoughtz
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kadeem Brown
Kadeem Brown
Songwriter
Rey Beatz
Rey Beatz
Songwriter

Lyrics

I broke some laws and I'm thanking God that I am not broke
I broke some laws and I’m thanking God I am not broken
I block drama only want money flow on my phone
I been through it all when I had to crawl they said I was hopeless
I evicted all of those demons out of my home
I broke some laws and I’m thanking God I am not broken
We ran to the bank
We ran to the bit
My mama upset
Mama I’m just tryna make us rich
Don’t put up a act
You think you the shit
This shit so crazy
It don’t phase me not a little bit
She wanna be wife but I wanted less now that bitch I’m done with
I’m tryna live life without all the stress but that’s what it comes with
I done seen it all they done seen me fall we living in Hempstead
That **** been gutter since changing his diapers he changed on his deathbed
She bussin down for the jewels lil mama thinking I’m rich shit
I take her dumbass to school then I am keeping my distance
I do not talk to look cool like I’m just saying for instance
All of my content is sick rapping be curing my illness
All of you lil rapping **** is food
Me I be changing the rules
Lil mama she tryna build I just be breaking the tools
I be defying the odds they saw me skate in a pool
They saw me taking the shots
They saw me changing the cues
They saw me raking the blues
I block drama only want money flow on my phone
I been through it all when I had to crawl they said I was hopeless
I evicted all of those demons out of my home
I broke some laws and I’m thanking God I am not broken
We ran to the bank
We ran to the bit
My mama upset
Mama I’m just tryna make us rich
Don’t put up a act
You think you the shit
This shit is so crazy
It don’t phase me not a little bit
You think you the shit
Ya bitch said she love me for my fit she want that new Chanel
And you can tell her that I am way to intricate
You ain’t introduce me well
Spare me feelings ima make a killing off this rap shit
Send some **** to your address
Make you cop up on some Marley Maverick
I think it must be the dopamine or is it the adrenaline
**** if you wanna smoke with me ganja spicy like the Zataran
I don’t wanna see no potpourri I don’t wanna see no Reginald
Catch me on another level though
All the stressing ima let it go
Plenty hitters field we taking over every building
**** thinking that he ill we never cared about no feelings
Tragic **** we be dealing you don’t wanna break a deal with me
Please don’t ask me if it’s real it’s plenty **** in the field with me
I block drama only want money flow on my phone
I been through it all when I had to crawl they said I was hopeless
I evicted all of those demons out of my home
I broke some laws and I’m thanking God I am not broken
We ran to the bank
We ran to the bit
My mama upset
Mama I’m just tryna make us rich
Don’t put up a act
You think you the shit
This shit is so crazy
It don’t phase me not a little bit
Ran to the bit
Mama upset mama Im just tryna make us rich
Don't put up a act
You think you the shit
This shit is so crazy it don't phase me not a little bit
Two Ts
Written by: Kadeem Brown, Rey Beatz
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