Lyrics Broke Niggas - Scrilla, Birdgang Greedy

Broke Niggas

I made a million dollars, they only made 300
Niggas know me, I be gettin to the money
I be countin up on broke niggas
And I can stunt on a bunch of hoe niggas
You gon get what you deserve, later
You not a boss, if you ain’t bout your paper
Niggas know me, I’m not friendly
I sell dope for a living
Ross taught me how to drop, toss it in the pot like a frizbee
Bought zips for 8 50
42 to a 60
My partner bought a chopper, like Sigel or Jeezy
Remember I was survin Vickies
200 for the sticky
And if you want that BRR, nigga, I could get you the chickens
Mama told me I’m a problem
Feds in my position
Damb nigga try to rob me
Better do at your descression
It was 50,000, for the one I travil in
Niggas know I came from the projects
Fast like a Rari
Homie told me niggas ain’t real, trust me
Mama told me bitches ain’t shit, don’t fuck 'm
My grandma told me the world ain’t real, mother fuck it
If a nigga ever play with me again, Imma bust him