Been Had

Yeah
Fuck you sittin’ ‘round, broke, fucked up
N**** this shit wide open, n****
Better get out here get you some paper
Young n**** and go get you a job or somethin’

(Hook)
N****s broke, fucked up with no motion
When you look at my pants that shit pokin’
With that rap shit I’m tryna stay focused
Three bitches with me, turn ‘em to some runners
I remember when Pops showed me a hunnit
That when I told myself that’s what I wanted
FN on me, fuck n**** killa
I can’t let no one tarnish my image
Run off with some paper, you feel it
Whole script of RPs, I get high as the cеilin’
You always gotta say how you feelin’
New sauce in, and it’s worth a million
I can’t sign no deal if it don’t comе with a million
And I been had a check so they been actin’ strange
And I been in the drop before I had a name
And I been had a Vet, my bro just got a Range

(Verse)
I put Long Live Nick on a bussed down chain
It’ll never be the same
And I know these bitches gon’ tear up my name
Not a bank roll then I can’t entertain it
Shootin’ at the OPs hoe, we don’t kill no strangers
I’m outta time, gotta stay armed and dangerous
Big bank roll, I spend what you savin’
Big Glock on me, came with no safety
You can call who you want, they can’t save you
No outside n****s sittin’ at the round table
Still tote the fire stick like I ain’t got cable
And the pack came from Oakland, I hope they don’t raid us (Raiders)
I’m in Florida, I’m servin’ and I seen the gator
Rich n**** shit, I’mma give a hundred to the waiter
I’mma cash out lil n****, I don’t ask for favors
We got us a bag now and that’s why they hate us
Yo hoe wanna fuck me and that’s why you hate me?
Well shit I can’t do nothin’ about that
Disrespect I gotta do somethin’ about that
Ran up a bag, my own family ain’t like that
When I talk to Jay on JPay, he know I’mma write back
I pull out some racks, watch your bitch get excited
Sellin’ her dreams, I can’t wait to one-night it
Broke fucked up and in the trap, n**** get some motion

(Hook)
N****s broke, fucked up with no motion
When you look at my pants that shit pokin’
With that rap shit I’m tryna stay focused
Three bitches with me, turn ‘em to some runners
I ‘member when Pops showed me a hunnid
That when I told myself that’s what I wanted
FN on me, fuck n**** killa
I can’t let no one tarnish my image
Run off with some paper, you feel it
Whole script of RPs, I get high as the ceilin’
You always gotta say how you feelin’
New sauce in, and it’s worth a million
I can’t sign no deal if it don’t come with a million
And I been had a check so they been actin’ strange
And I been in the drop before I had a name
And I been had a Vet, my bro just got a Range