Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hate Being Broke, artist - Dave East. Album song Karma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.11.2017
Record label: FTD
Song language: English
Hate Being Broke |
| I get so |
| I get so |
| I get so much love in these streets |
| Me and Leezy ain’t had nothin' to eat |
| I get so much love in these streets |
| Me and Leezy ain’t had nothin' to eat |
| I get so much love in these streets |
| Me and Leezy ain’t had nothin' to eat |
| I get so much love in these streets |
| Me and Leezy ain’t had nothin' to eat |
| I get so much love in these streets |
| Me and Leezy ain’t had nothin' to eat |
| Ravioli, we was splittin' them cans |
| Duckin' vans, block a hundred degrees |
| Gang squad on our body for sure |
| Niggas jumped me, my whole body was sore |
| Out of town, they think I’m probrobly on tour |
| If we was hurtin', we was robbin' the store |
| Balenciaga, I got diamonds galore |
| Watchin' Power while my seats massage |
| Stick on me, I’ma keep it, on God |
| Never thought that we would beat the odds |
| Couple hundred for the key to the car |
| Blowin' sticky as I run the city |
| Told her just like Nicki, I’ma need a ménage |
| This shit foreign, I’ma need a garage |
| I ain’t lookin' for no parkin' |
| Momma kicked me out, I had to find an apartment |
| We them niggas, finish shit if you start it |
| Neck stupid, yeah, my shit look retarded |
| Told the label, «I am not just an artist» |
| With the shits, I am not with the others |
| Set my price, I am not 'bout the bloggin' |
| Drive on payroll, I’m not 'bout to park it |
| We open that window, the AC was broke |
| Gotta get money, I hate to be broke |
| Pain and the struggle, that made me the most |
| Not everyday, to champagne we gon' toast |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| Not everyday, to champagne we gon' toast |
| Open that window, the AC was broke |
| Dab out this money, I hate to be broke |
| Niggas gon' change, the bitches gon' change |
| The facts that remains, I gotta get dough |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| Now I could pull up in Range or a Ghost |
| Life is so short, I’m just makin' the most |
| I’m up in the sky, everyday I’m a float |
| I hate to be broke |
| Bitches that’s all on my dick, they use to play me the most |
| They hated when I tried to get my name up, they don’t hate it no mo' |
| We call it the trap where I’m from 'cause it really ain’t no where to go (trap) |
| You could die, middle of July, or you could get clipped in the snow (boom) |
| I’m slidin' through 122nd, I’m tryna tell Jess I got shit in a headlock |
| Thinkin' back when I was dead pop, I couldn’t sell a nickle 'cause a dead cop |
| NYPD was our biggest haters, who’d of ever thought I could chill with Jada |
| Could of killed niggas, I’ll get 'em later, you into bitches, bro I’m into |
| paper (mula) |
| IPhone full of millionaires, everywhere I go, I get a million stares |
| Award shows then I’m back to Harlem, niggas askin' me why are you chillin' |
| there (why?) |
| I come from nothin' but I’m livin' now, momma did not want us livin' in (No) |
| You mention my name and there’s women there, be careful that cup got a pill in |
| there |
| We open that window, the AC was broke |
| Gotta get money, I hate to be broke |
| Pain and the struggle, that made me the most |
| Not everyday, to champagne we gon' toast |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| Not everyday, to champagne we gon' toast |
| Open that window, the AC was broke |
| Dab out this money, I hate to be broke |
| Niggas gon' change, the bitches gon' change |
| The facts that remains, I gotta get dough |
| I hate to be broke, I hate to be broke |
| Now I could pull up in range or a Rhost |
| Life is so short, I’m just makin' the most |
| I’m up in the sky, everyday I’m a float |
| I hate to be broke |