DEADBROKE

[Intro]
I keep that .45, I keep it packing
All that Percocets, don't know happened
I've been balling hard — March Madness
I did so much better than the average, yeah
They wasn't with me like back then
So why are these people, they begging for backhands
If you're dead broke, why you asking?
If you're dead broke, that's just tragic

[Chorus]
I keep that .45, I keep it packing
All them Percocets, don't know happened
I've been balling hard — March Madness
I did so much better than the average, yeah
Thеy wasn't with me like back then
So why all thе people, they begging for backhands
If you're dead broke, why you asking?
If you're dead broke, that's just tragic
I can't complain and that's how yo' bitch wanna gimme some brain
She calling in sick, 'cause she wanna stay
And all these [?] bitches, they the same
What does it say?
How can I worry about a fucking ho
Yeah, the bitch broke, that ain't my business
Money all in my pocket, [?] digits
[?] money, never act suspicious

[Verse]
Wide body, hop up in the GT with no roof, I put some bitches in it
They capping on me, they were never telling out the truth, they were just never with it
You just ever really can't afford it, I could pull a two, and put all the triggers in it
All these pussy boys saying: "[?] up in my shoes", they wouldn't step up in them
Man, is it gon' slide with you? All the people you [?] gon' ride with you
Got real motherfuckers 'round me, that's true
I don't even gotta ask, they gon' pour me up a deuce
Pour me up a deuce
My circle small, I keep it fueled, all this shit ain't really brand new
Ain't new to this, ain't really just new to this
Had to pour two of Wock', had to pour two of Tris
Had to pour two fours that came with [assist?]
Mixing with a couple milligrams of the Percocet
I can say I'm really too high for shit
Had a couple friends really die for this shit
Shit, I could never see 'em quit
It is really what it is, and I'd rather die sipping all this shit, yeah, god damn

[Chorus]
I keep that .45, I keep it packing
All them Percocets, don't know happened
I've been balling hard — March Madness
I did so much better than the average, yeah
They wasn't with me like back then
So why all the people, they begging for backhands
If you're dead broke, why you asking?
If you're dead broke, that's just tragic
I can't complain and that's how yo' bitch wanna gimme some brain
She calling in sick, 'cause she wanna stay
And all these [?] bitches, they the same
What does it say?
How can I worry about a fucking ho
Yeah, the bitch broke, that ain't my business
Money all in my pocket, [?] digits
[?] money, never act suspicious