Lyrics Broke - Thomas Rhett

Broke

I’m so used to bein' broke, but not no more
I’m buyin' all the things I never could afford
Like, what the hell?
Top-shelf
We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me, «Baby, save it»;
Knowin' me, I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go
I’m so used to bein' broke
Oh (One, two, three)
Remember days like just last week
There wasn’t nothin' in the kitchen left to eat
Girl, what you want?
(What you want?)
Go pick it out (Pick it out)
My wallet lookin' bigger than my belly now
Girl, what a shame (What a sham)
They slept on me
Thy comin' back and now they crawlin' on they knees
Ain’t nothin' changed, same old me
Came up on some change, but that doesn’t change a thing
I’m so used to bein' broke (Oh yeah)
But not no more
I’m buyin' all the things I never could afford
Like, what the hell?
(Like, what the hell?)
Top-shelf (Top-shelf)
We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me, «Baby, save it»;
Knowin' me, I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go
I’m so used to bein' broke (Ah)
(One, two, three)
Airbnb, up in the Hills
It costs as much as little brother’s college bills
Like, seven rooms (Seven rooms)
Called all my friends (Ah)
They on the way across the country in a van
You know, I can’t promise that this is gonna last forever
Hey (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
But since I got it, we all gonna spend it together, yeah (Gether, gether)
I’m so used to bein' broke (Oh yeah)
But not no more (Not no more)
I’m buyin' all the things I never could afford (Never could afford)
Like, what the hell?
(What the hell?)
Top-shelf (Top-shelf)
We gon' toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me, «Baby, save it»;
Knowin' me, I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go
I’m so used to bein' broke
Ah (One, two, three)