Dead Broke

I remember all them days I was dead broke

When I felt that shit first hand it ain't feel like a joke

The paper really my best friend and I can't let her go

Five second rule every time I hear it's on the floor

Look at yo fit and them kicks dawgy big bummy

He can't put 50 in the Glock you a drum dummy

Fuck her good she keep telling me get out her tummy

Know some slimes that'll wipe yo nose when it's runny

Crunching everyday you get paid biweekly

This Nigga thirsty as a bitch pass him the Fiji