Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brokeland, artist - Kirk Knight. Date of issue: 29.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brokeland |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Shit I seen |
| I smoke backwoods and dutchies |
| The extra dusty young fly motherfucker |
| Oh my god it must be |
| Triple-K cutter |
| Brooklyn life-and-deather |
| Cross me, be the first and last like alpha and omega |
| So, what’s the dilemma hon'? |
| Niggas with hella guns |
| Residence medieval so watch my umbrella, uh |
| Bright like canella with |
| Stank-face still stainless, it’s whatever bruh |
| Think and lead a coffin right there |
| We headin' AWOL |
| My getaway, it’s that stick shift call it a ball |
| Hopped in the hot seat I’m drunk nigga |
| Leave you slump nigga |
| Don’t get dumb nigga |
| I know it’s time for change so we snatch quicker |
| Not measly shit I seen as a little figure |
| I dare some |
| To try to flash clothes and fair guns |
| Because where I’m from for amusement shoot the fair one |
| The mind of a Brooklyn nigga |
| Go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn |
| Brooklyn’s in the house! |
| I said nowadays Brooklyn ain’t the same |
| And life’s a scam and I’d rather be paid |
| Credit card by that fuckin' BOA |
| But if you want a couple stacks than you’re going to Chase |
| If you play your cards right than you’re heading the fast way |
| And them niggas in the clash just fillin' up plates |
| So I just keep on, reachin', lying to my teachers |
| With the hammer pants, I keep security cards in my sneakers |
| I’m heading for the trust funds, bonds, and planned speeches |
| All I ever knew was a ATF procedure |
| Transaction, gotta eat |
| Serving all the status |
| No fan could catch me that BMW fashioned |
| Black tinted, |
| Oh yes the bitches |
| Circle round scan them pockets for the double digits |
| And these things around me make my wants money, bitches |
| But my conscious told me just look back and listen |
| Now I ain’t gonna tell your fuckin' ass you owe me motherfuckin' money! |
| Now strip motherfucker strip! |
| Strip! |
| Come on |
| Now everybody know that money is the root of all evil |
| I’ll show y’all how the loot work |