"Ive Been Broke" lyrics
Y.D.O.T. Lyrics
(feat. Ashley Walters & Doctor)
'Scuse me, do you have any spare change
You can lend me please?
[*coughing*]
Please
[Hook:]
I've been broke for so long with no dough
(With no dough)
On the roads, I don't want to go home
(Go home)
'Cuz I don't know if there's any electricity
(Electricity)
Even the people I who trust most man are dissing me
(Dissing me)
I've been broke for so long with no funds
(With no funds)
Young parents, make sure you look after your sons
(Your sons)
And your daughters, make sure you bring them up properly
(Properly)
So they don't do drugs or get caught while doing robberies
(Robberies)
Been broke for too long
But like a padlock I'm still tryin' to hold strong
No money to my name, no credit on my phone
I have a wife, but it seems like she'd rather be alone
I had a life, but it seems like it's gone
It seems like it's wrong
(Size my life up to a ruler)
I'm sure you'll find the shit that I go through is long
Hustling, robbing, once try shotting
Illegal ways to make money as a con
You can end up in a jail cell just trying to pay rent for your mum
You try, you try (add, add)
But it still doesn't bring equation to the sum
(Tell me what I'm doing wrong)
I don't want to commit another offense so leave I'm gone
If I could I'd start from beginning
Make sure that I'm right track, know that I'm winning
Make something focused, no heads spinning
Make sure it wasn't the floor I was shitting
Or old people with sticks I was hitting
My life, got a gun I was ripping
Until on the floor I was sitting
Golden banana skin I was slipping
Contracts on my life I was lipping
Until on tracks I was spitting
My wife got a hoe, I was hitting
Money, wealth, visions I was given
Feels like more than a dream
The positives keep on haunting my sleep
So every night I have left, I weep
Look into the sky for something sweet
[Hook]
(Yo)
It's hard times at the moment
I'm stayin' away out the feds way 'cause they're my opponents
And I'm broke, so if you hear one of your boys get robbed
I had some type of involvement
'Cause I need some dough
I've been feeding myself since I was 14 years old
And I came from a broken home
My mum had to play the mother and father all on her own
As a hype kid I've grown
You never saw me in the park in the pond dashing stones
You saw me on Crimewatch about 5 years ago robbing phones
Nowadays I've been regulating homes
(Run up in your yard with the chrome
'Cause I feel like I'm so alone
I don't wanna even moan
But the government takes the piss)
'Cause they want me to live like this
There's little girls having little kids
Bringing youts into the world that's corrupted
We're still slaves to the system, where's the justice?
I have a dream like Martin
But I don't think it's smart that I take it out in public
'Cause I know I'll get hunted down by a great force
I can draw George Bush like a puppet
The homeland, I wish that I could touch it
To provide for the lives that have been abducted
In my life, I want to do something constructive
But it's hard, everything around me's destructive
(My talent is the blessing that Allah has given me
I'm not free, so I'll teach with my freedom of speech)
[Hook]
(A.D.)
I've done big broke and drama
Certain man had big Ps, now they're around lots of palaver
They was in their cots when I locked down Scala (yeah, yeah)
I done killed Brixton Pavillion
Had checks that were on call for a million (okay!)
That's a cool one, too nifty
On the road, never home much, too gypsy
On the road, never home much, too risky
Chicks like "who's that? Who is he?"
I was in that movie with 50
Now they wanna move to me quickly
Say I'm the truth, and I'm ill, I'm maneuvering sickly (listen!)
How could you diss me?
I've got wifey creps that are worth about six G (yeah!)
Deep, I might bury you six feet (yah yah!)
And I don't need a venue in this street
And I'll burn you with this heat
And I don't need a menu, your people will get eat
And your wifey will get beat
And she's loose, always on the road like whips
Leave Ps never on their own like ticks
And you can't take the throne, I own you pricks
Had a break, they tried to phone me quick
But I'm back now, you ain't got no new hits
This week alone, with all new scripts
This year alone, there's all new flicks
How you gonna top that?
When they heard 50 bought me a watch, niggas all gobsmacked
I done made history
Now I'm back to do it again, officially
This is for Carl up in the pen, I miss you B (yeah, yeah)
I miss you B (yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
You can lend me please?
[*coughing*]
Please
[Hook:]
I've been broke for so long with no dough
(With no dough)
On the roads, I don't want to go home
(Go home)
'Cuz I don't know if there's any electricity
(Electricity)
Even the people I who trust most man are dissing me
(Dissing me)
I've been broke for so long with no funds
(With no funds)
Young parents, make sure you look after your sons
(Your sons)
And your daughters, make sure you bring them up properly
(Properly)
So they don't do drugs or get caught while doing robberies
(Robberies)
Been broke for too long
But like a padlock I'm still tryin' to hold strong
No money to my name, no credit on my phone
I have a wife, but it seems like she'd rather be alone
I had a life, but it seems like it's gone
It seems like it's wrong
(Size my life up to a ruler)
I'm sure you'll find the shit that I go through is long
Hustling, robbing, once try shotting
Illegal ways to make money as a con
You can end up in a jail cell just trying to pay rent for your mum
You try, you try (add, add)
But it still doesn't bring equation to the sum
(Tell me what I'm doing wrong)
I don't want to commit another offense so leave I'm gone
If I could I'd start from beginning
Make sure that I'm right track, know that I'm winning
Make something focused, no heads spinning
Make sure it wasn't the floor I was shitting
Or old people with sticks I was hitting
My life, got a gun I was ripping
Until on the floor I was sitting
Golden banana skin I was slipping
Contracts on my life I was lipping
Until on tracks I was spitting
My wife got a hoe, I was hitting
Money, wealth, visions I was given
Feels like more than a dream
The positives keep on haunting my sleep
So every night I have left, I weep
Look into the sky for something sweet
[Hook]
(Yo)
It's hard times at the moment
I'm stayin' away out the feds way 'cause they're my opponents
And I'm broke, so if you hear one of your boys get robbed
I had some type of involvement
'Cause I need some dough
I've been feeding myself since I was 14 years old
And I came from a broken home
My mum had to play the mother and father all on her own
As a hype kid I've grown
You never saw me in the park in the pond dashing stones
You saw me on Crimewatch about 5 years ago robbing phones
Nowadays I've been regulating homes
(Run up in your yard with the chrome
'Cause I feel like I'm so alone
I don't wanna even moan
But the government takes the piss)
'Cause they want me to live like this
There's little girls having little kids
Bringing youts into the world that's corrupted
We're still slaves to the system, where's the justice?
I have a dream like Martin
But I don't think it's smart that I take it out in public
'Cause I know I'll get hunted down by a great force
I can draw George Bush like a puppet
The homeland, I wish that I could touch it
To provide for the lives that have been abducted
In my life, I want to do something constructive
But it's hard, everything around me's destructive
(My talent is the blessing that Allah has given me
I'm not free, so I'll teach with my freedom of speech)
[Hook]
(A.D.)
I've done big broke and drama
Certain man had big Ps, now they're around lots of palaver
They was in their cots when I locked down Scala (yeah, yeah)
I done killed Brixton Pavillion
Had checks that were on call for a million (okay!)
That's a cool one, too nifty
On the road, never home much, too gypsy
On the road, never home much, too risky
Chicks like "who's that? Who is he?"
I was in that movie with 50
Now they wanna move to me quickly
Say I'm the truth, and I'm ill, I'm maneuvering sickly (listen!)
How could you diss me?
I've got wifey creps that are worth about six G (yeah!)
Deep, I might bury you six feet (yah yah!)
And I don't need a venue in this street
And I'll burn you with this heat
And I don't need a menu, your people will get eat
And your wifey will get beat
And she's loose, always on the road like whips
Leave Ps never on their own like ticks
And you can't take the throne, I own you pricks
Had a break, they tried to phone me quick
But I'm back now, you ain't got no new hits
This week alone, with all new scripts
This year alone, there's all new flicks
How you gonna top that?
When they heard 50 bought me a watch, niggas all gobsmacked
I done made history
Now I'm back to do it again, officially
This is for Carl up in the pen, I miss you B (yeah, yeah)
I miss you B (yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
