[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
Huh?
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Man, I been stopped bein' broke, that shit suck, huh
So many days, a n***a felt like givin' up, huh
They blessed me with the 'bows, they got me rich as fuck, huh
When I feel bad, buyin' jewelry cheer me up, huh
Lately, I been focused on my money, nothin' else
Still'll catch an opp out, draw down, lift him up, huh?
They say I'm too famous to be ridin' by myself
I'm a real street n***a, man, I don't give a fuck
I'm on fire like a candle
Fresh enough to take a picture with a camera
I love boss bitches, they ain't hard to handle
I need a thick bitch, take me to Atlanta
My idol was the dopeman, I can't be no scammer
They tryna send me bricks in the mail, I need an address
I gotta fuck a pretty-ass bitch when I have sex
Went to school, failed every fuckin' thing but the math test (Huh?)
I gotta hustle, I can't stop, get it out the pot
Send an opp down the hill, man, I hope them n***as rot
N***a, I ain't been the same since that day I seen my pops
Layin' in that bed dead, shit been playin' with my top, huh?
[Chorus]
Gotta thank God, I ain't been broke in a minute
N***as tried to bite the hand that fed 'em, now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with a pretty-ass thick bitch
Gotta thank God, I ain't been broke in a minute
N***as tried to bite the hand that fed 'em, now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with a pretty-ass thick bitch

[Verse 2]
Bricks on the table
Got me contemplatin' signing to a label, huh?
I know I can sell 'caine 'cause I'm able
Famous as fuck, still slidin' in with Dracos
City full of broke n***as and lame hoes
Scatpacks, Trackhawks, Hellcat Durangos
I'm that n***a on that 9, call me Django
Everybody wearin' Lanvins, I hate those
Do an opp n***a bad, we give him halos
We ain't gon' even talk about it 'til the case closed
Me and Sada hit the same hoes, we the Bang Bros
Catch an opp out— then I change clothes, huh?

[Chorus]
Gotta thank God, I ain't been broke in a minute
N***as tried to bite the hand that fed 'em, now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with a pretty-ass thick bitch
Gotta thank God, I ain't been broke in a minute
N***as tried to bite the hand that fed 'em, now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with a pretty-ass thick bitch