Broke sh*t lyrics

by

MadMarcc


[Intro]
Yea, Yea...
MadMarcc
...ain't worried ’bout none of your friends, that broke sh*t make me mad
MadMarcc

[Chorus]
That broke sh*t make me mad
I ain't worry 'bout none of your friends
n*gga mention my name again your dawg gon’ meet this new FN
That hoe sh*t kinda sad, I ain't trippin' I'm in my bag
She gon' blow my brain again, Wantin won't change or bend
I gotta get it they hatin' on me
Remember those days we was stuck in them trenches
My momma 'nem prayin’, they waiting on me
Know that my n*gga been with me a minute
I’m praying to God he don't change on me
Hop in that coupe switch lanes on ’em
Me and my troop gon' bang on 'em
When I'm in the booth they change on me

[Verse 1]
He don’t want smoke let's see it
f*ck that sh*t I ain't chasing no b*tch
Sellin' this dope get rich
Y'all n*ggas mad get rich don't trip
You change on me that's lame on me
Old b*tch tried to put chains on me
Street sh*t put a little rain on me
Broke sh*t put a little pain on me
Get a little dough won't change
Buy me a wraith can't stay in my lane
Y'all n*ggas mad I'm paid
I'ma get this dough step over they hatin'
Y'all n*ggas mad, on gang
I don't need not none n*gga holdin' my weight
Get me a bag every day
I'ma get me a bag, I don't care what they say

[Chorus]
That broke sh*t make me mad
I ain't worry 'bout none of your friends
n*gga mention my name again your dawg gon' meet this new FN
That hoe sh*t kinda sad, I ain't trippin' I'm in my bag
She gon' blow my brain again, Wantin won't change or bend
I gotta get it they hatin' on me
Remember those days we was stuck in them trenches
My momma 'nem prayin', they waiting on me
Know that my n*gga been with me a minute
I'm praying to God he don't change on me
Hop in that coupe switch lanes on 'em
Me and my troop gon' bang on 'em
When I'm in the booth they change on me

[Verse 2]
Whole lot of money on me
Whole lot of blue face hunnids on me
Whole lot of b*tches wanna f*ck on my team
b*tch can't come by me
Broke sh*t make me sick
Cuffin' no hoe, that b*tch can't make me rich
Hoe sh*t make me p*ssed
Y'all n*ggas broke your b*tch gon' eat my di*k

That broke sh*t make me mad
Had to get rid of all my friends
Lil Quint won't change or bend
Pull up, no aim again
These n*ggas mad they hatin' on me
I gotta get it for real
I'm drippin' I don't care what they sayin' these chains on me
Need me a mil ain't signing no deal
I'd rather be rich than change on me
Loaded with sticks and bang on 'em
30 gon' hit no aim on 'em
Prayin' that b*tch don't change on me

[Chorus]
That broke sh*t make me mad
I ain't worry 'bout none of your friends
n*gga mention my name again your dawg gon' meet this new FN
That hoe sh*t kinda sad, I ain't trippin' I'm in my bag
She gon' blow my brain again, Wantin won't change or bend
I gotta get it they hatin' on me
Remember those days we was stuck in them trenches
My momma 'nem prayin', they waiting on me
Know that my n*gga been with me a minute
I'm praying to God he don't change on me
Hop in that coupe switch lanes on 'em
Me and my troop gon' bang on 'em
When I'm in the booth they change on me
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