Broke - Gifted

Broke but I feel like a million

Yeah, uh

Broke but I feel like a million

Treating my life like a stage

Scream are you not entertained

If time is money, I’m minutes away

Leaving a check, for the people who stayed

For surfing my wave

Broke but I feel like a million

Yeah uh who

Broke but I feel like a million

Promise if you stay and fuck wit me

We gon' be living life comfortably

Gon' see ya name on some companies

Love me but don’t you just

Stay for the love of me baby

I need to feel you

Believe in me

I got more dreams in my head

Than I do cash in my pocket

Ain’t sitting and dreaming

I’m grinding investing in me

Just ain’t recoup no profit (Yet)

But I think and speak in success

My mothers my mother

So I know I’m blessed

Grandma I’m sorry

I ain’t buy that house for you yet

Top of my list mumma

I ain’t forget

If every Instagram chick a centerfold

Yeah, alotta magazines on the shelf

If every woman out here a bitch or a hoe

Add another year to me being by myself

You be goal digging or chasing gold

Looking 4 a pimp or a reverend

Spend nights wit a angel on a pole

I’ma king in queens

Everyday I’m in heaven

(Ain't nobody real these days)

Yea

If everybody rich, who broke?

If everybody boss, who work?

If everybody play, who coach?

You got haters what a joke

I’m about to get paid yeah

I need a woman to go to

Me my eye candy and soul food

Mix of Laura and Myra to Urkel

('Cause family matters)

Believe in me yea

I need to feel you believe in me

Right now I’m rolling a cone

I’m rolling at shows

I only get high for the feeling

You want it go get it

There’s rules to this business

They hating

They pop you

You lose when you winning

She stop me, she work it

I move when she finish

Lost in the zone

You get stuck when you in it

Soul up for sale

But I’m cool independent

She raise it from hell

And she twerk on the ceiling

Like baby you got it good

All my niggas hungry

We can’t enough

Put that drink in my cup

I can’t get enough

She said you can get rough

'Cause I’m feeling tough

Now I’m digging her

Cooking everyday like roble, Jesus

Bitches on my dick amber rose face

Yeezus

Told her we gone get it

Just keep holding on

All about my business

We 'gon get it all

Feeling like a million

I’ma show it off

She looking like a million

I’ma show her off

I show you what some hustle and some grind do

And never let ya bank account define you

Bars

Yea