"HatedBeinBroke" lyrics
(Matt Brick$)
You either flockin' or you study or you choose to go and play
No in between up in these streets, you either thuggin' or you ain't
It's real up in the field and everybody wanna play
You either got it or you don't, so where I'm from, we had to take
Me and my brother bought a crib on Slauson Ave, we did the race
You gotta get it how you can when you livin' on Section 8
Dropped out, hit the field, fell in love when I popped a safe
How could I work a 9-to-5? Just got a hundred to the face
And, yeah, I know the dope dealers, but I'd rather be flockin'
I can't fuck no rat bitch, she wanna choose 'cause I'm poppin'
I'm Mr. Make a Nigga Strip with thirty bands in my pocket
I scuffed the Queens passin' Bape and pop shit in my Robins
And I don't hang with scary niggas, bro, you comin' or not?
I'm tryna bust another piece and drive a foreign off the lot
Thirty seconds in and out, so pay attention to the box
She recognized I'm hood trophy and she swallowed every drop
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
You take a chance and get rich, you stay broke, you complain
You can't be scared of consequences when you stuck in the rain
I just wanna touch an M and see a life without pain
You can't be scared of takin' losses, it's all part of the game
I just wanna buy a Masi' and crash it for no reason
I'm drippin' all this flavor, they beggin' me for the season
She asked me what's my name? It's trophy, better believe it
I'm stackin' all this chili and breakin' bread like I'm Jesus
I fucked a model bitch and parked a Porsche on the block
I told my teacher fuck math, I'm tryna learn how to flock
We bust plays, them hail marys got me feeling like Pac
And I can't stand these rap niggas paintin' pictures they not
Look, I'ma beat that thang down, but I ain't takin' you shoppin'
I swear to God I love hoes who suck dick without stoppin'
Hangin' with us, rob and sell 'cause bein' broke ain't an option
You bust dates and boost clothes and hit the blade for a profit
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion, I'm a dope nigga
I'm a dope nigga
You either flockin' or you study or you choose to go and play
No in between up in these streets, you either thuggin' or you ain't
It's real up in the field and everybody wanna play
You either got it or you don't, so where I'm from, we had to take
Me and my brother bought a crib on Slauson Ave, we did the race
You gotta get it how you can when you livin' on Section 8
Dropped out, hit the field, fell in love when I popped a safe
How could I work a 9-to-5? Just got a hundred to the face
And, yeah, I know the dope dealers, but I'd rather be flockin'
I can't fuck no rat bitch, she wanna choose 'cause I'm poppin'
I'm Mr. Make a Nigga Strip with thirty bands in my pocket
I scuffed the Queens passin' Bape and pop shit in my Robins
And I don't hang with scary niggas, bro, you comin' or not?
I'm tryna bust another piece and drive a foreign off the lot
Thirty seconds in and out, so pay attention to the box
She recognized I'm hood trophy and she swallowed every drop
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
You take a chance and get rich, you stay broke, you complain
You can't be scared of consequences when you stuck in the rain
I just wanna touch an M and see a life without pain
You can't be scared of takin' losses, it's all part of the game
I just wanna buy a Masi' and crash it for no reason
I'm drippin' all this flavor, they beggin' me for the season
She asked me what's my name? It's trophy, better believe it
I'm stackin' all this chili and breakin' bread like I'm Jesus
I fucked a model bitch and parked a Porsche on the block
I told my teacher fuck math, I'm tryna learn how to flock
We bust plays, them hail marys got me feeling like Pac
And I can't stand these rap niggas paintin' pictures they not
Look, I'ma beat that thang down, but I ain't takin' you shoppin'
I swear to God I love hoes who suck dick without stoppin'
Hangin' with us, rob and sell 'cause bein' broke ain't an option
You bust dates and boost clothes and hit the blade for a profit
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion
I'm a dope nigga and made a way through a mansion
I'm sneakin' out the back, sorry, mama, but I was passin'
Hated bein' broke, now a nigga drip in this fashion
I couldn't stand the struggle, so flockin' became a passion, I'm a dope nigga
I'm a dope nigga
