Yeah (Hey)

Yeah

Uh-huh, look

Grab my weed, grab my paper, then I smoke (Then I smoke)

I remember they looked at me like a joke (This ain't no joke)

Now these days, when they see me, they be woke (Now they be woke)

Swear to God, I ain't going back to broke

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real cold

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real slow

I ain't going back to being broke

I done been down bad, now I'm up

I done been real sad, I'm unstuck

Everyone around me got the luck

Everyone around me getting bucks, aye

And they thinking, "He must be delirious"

I don't know how the fuck they ain't feeling it

When I pull up and pop out, I'm killing shit

When I'm dropping my music, I'm killing

Getting by for my shawty like Dylan

Been this way since the very beginning

I keep winning, and winning, and winning

They like, "Why the fuck he keep on winning?"

Tryna get a lil' grip for my sinning

I like W's, ain't no L's

I ain't one of you, been through hell

When you do it, it's clear they can't tell

On the Westside, I'm close to Adele

Came to a Mac straight from a Dell

'Member them **** ain't wish me that well

Imagine if I really gave up and failed

Grab my weed, grab my paper, then I smoke (And then I smoke)

I remember they looked at me like a joke (This ain't no joke)

Now these days, when they see me, they be woke (Now they be woke)

Swear to God, I ain't going back to broke

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real cold

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real slow

I ain't going back to being broke

Pledge allegiance to the bag, I'm in love

What the fuck?

This shit feel like drugs, but it ain't enough

It ain't enough

How the fuck you held me down, but hate on me when I come up?

It get lost

All these thoughts in my head, I been lost

In the dark, I can't see, I been lost

But I'm catching all these bags like Randy Moss

That's the reason why I don't wanna talk

I can't talk

Money walk

Terry walk

Any drama come around, get body chopped

Don't put nobody in the spliff, that's for the loud

Grab my weed, grab my paper, then I smoke (Then I smoke)

I remember they looked at me like a joke (This ain't no joke)

Now these days, when they see me, they be woke (Now they be woke)

Swear to God, I ain't going back to broke

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real cold

I ain't going back to being broke, no

I done been there before, shit done got real slow

I ain't going back to being—

Broke, broke, I ain't going back to being broke

'Cause I'm not broken

Broke, broke, I'm not going back to being broke

'Cause I'm not broken