"Dead Broke" lyrics
Philthy Rich & Fleezo Fli Lyrics
[Fleezo Fli:]
Chris, they need you
Ayy
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes (Hahaha)
I can't make this up
Baby, whatchu doin' with this dick? I can't make you suck
I don't judge these hoes, just a lil' guidance
Put a wipe down on that pussy, gon' make you a profit
Gon' make you a profit, I'm just being honest
Fuck it up, get it back, it's the only logic
When I ain't stack that money first, was the only problem
Now I can bless the whole town with some holy waters
I can see that you can rock, no [?]
Or I can fuck the kitchen up and make a mess then
How you tryna pay? How you tryna spend?
I'm tryna dump these motherfuckers to the highest bid
[Fleezo Fli (Philthy Rich):]
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes (Uh-huh, look)
[Philthy Rich:]
Niggas die a lot, gon' live a little
Can't afford to dock the bill at the hospital
No life insurance, stuck your people with the tap
Pass the collection, play the round to collect the cash
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
Nigga beefin' 'bout a ho, he die 'bout a bitch
Where I'm from, you gotta ride 'round with a switch
How you a gangster, but you ride 'round with a snitch?
The streets don't play fair
Picking out your tux at South [?] Bay Fair
He can't afford a headstone
It's all homies back though, them niggas dead wrong
It's Phil'
[Fleezo Fli:]
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes
Chris, they need you
Ayy
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes (Hahaha)
I can't make this up
Baby, whatchu doin' with this dick? I can't make you suck
I don't judge these hoes, just a lil' guidance
Put a wipe down on that pussy, gon' make you a profit
Gon' make you a profit, I'm just being honest
Fuck it up, get it back, it's the only logic
When I ain't stack that money first, was the only problem
Now I can bless the whole town with some holy waters
I can see that you can rock, no [?]
Or I can fuck the kitchen up and make a mess then
How you tryna pay? How you tryna spend?
I'm tryna dump these motherfuckers to the highest bid
[Fleezo Fli (Philthy Rich):]
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes (Uh-huh, look)
[Philthy Rich:]
Niggas die a lot, gon' live a little
Can't afford to dock the bill at the hospital
No life insurance, stuck your people with the tap
Pass the collection, play the round to collect the cash
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
Nigga beefin' 'bout a ho, he die 'bout a bitch
Where I'm from, you gotta ride 'round with a switch
How you a gangster, but you ride 'round with a snitch?
The streets don't play fair
Picking out your tux at South [?] Bay Fair
He can't afford a headstone
It's all homies back though, them niggas dead wrong
It's Phil'
[Fleezo Fli:]
Never count the L's, nigga, keep winnin'
Niggas dyin' every day, nigga, keep livin'
Being broke is a curse, but I fix it first
Shit, it even cost money to ride in a hearse
Niggas can't afford to die around this bitch
But got the audacity to cap and lie around this bitch
You don't wanna go for me, nigga, tread light
Nigga die with his phone and a pair of Nikes
