BROQUÈ. (feat. PAKO & Larry Lovealot)

Boy, I've been seeing how hard you're pushing this tape boy This new project that you've got going and I want to say boy, from my side It's fucked-up inspiring boy Really is But stay focused boy Stay locked, fuck everything else boy Fuck the meddies, fuck the bullshit There's more important things right now g There's more important things like, like not being BROQUÈ That's important 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 broquè boy, niggas think I'm rich Nothing but a broquè boy (Couldn't even keep my) Couldn't even keep my bitch She said she wasn't here for money, ah She said she's here because she love me, ah Skinny little broquè 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 and drink 'till fear don't fight 'Cause when I'm sober my self Esteem isn't as rad as it seems And 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, yeah I was nothing but a broquè boy, niggas think I'm rich Nothing but a broquè boy (Couldn't even keep my) Couldn't even keep my bitch She said she wasn't here for money, ah She said she's here because she love me, ah Skinny little broquè boy, got these niggas talking shi Broquè 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 broquè boy I need the money, I need the gwalla I got to find it, I got to Phanda I got to Zama, Woah! Ssh (Awe) Ssh! (Awe, yeah yeah) You need to stop calling me (Uh huh, yeah) Like for real (Uh huh, yeah yeah) (Ooh woo, ooh, Uh huh)