Lyrics

Niqqa you broke You are a joke You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I man ah wait for so lang fi get this outta mi head Outta mi skull till it come outta the tip of mi dred Can't take this no more so mi deh pon di meds And can't do this no more so mi bredren vex Anyway Mi pick up the broom and clean up the mess And seh to myself, i must be doing my best And the best That i have been doing, I've been hitting some nerves On the spot weh that nerve deserves Mi no do this fi di fame, the money or the groupies Though it would be nice to have a sexy groupie boo me But naa, I'd rather be killed softly by the fugees Just because i refuse to be broke like the mugees I will rather keep the groupies just to keep the streaming booming And make a promise to myself to make songs with meaning Because artists now are clowns, dem entertaining But on a bright side, none of it is educating I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I found love from the bros, i was warned about Life An unescapable roundabout True gees who don't pay attention to the clouts Ka den know seh the limit is beyond the clouds Mi know other bredrens them who just a runabout Life Is a prison when you chase the clouts Seeking to fill in the void when someone is down Till you find out, you are the one being a clown I am getting drowned in this so am telling how i feel There were days my happiness depended on a pill So i tell my bros and i plan to keep it real If its beyond the trap life you want to fulfill Then roll a blunt, grab a seat, and chill Get yourself a book, get your cortex filled Come out of the illusions and face whats real Cause it seems you facing your snaps and your reels I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know See, give respect to who its due But right now mi watch around and respect is few Arrogance everywhere so no breakthrough Seeing my brothers conform without a clue But i have no voice, its not news without the views So be careful bout the news that you choose Some of them have news and they choose to abuse But they can't run a hundred-mile inna mi shoes Niqqa you broke You are a joke You get the hoes Only true niqqas know Niqqa you broke You are a joke You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know I got love and you got money Niqqa you broke You think you need money for love You are a joke And in case if you use money You get the hoes Only true niqqas know
Writer(s): Plakoo Joshua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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