​atlas
Broke
[Hook: Hujili]
Yeah, yeah, uh
They say a penny for your thoughts but what about our dreams?
We been sleeping up the genius shit, these people haven’t seen

[Verse 1: Hijili]
Ugh, this is my birth right, empty as I burn at night
If anything, my verses write themselves through all of this hurt of mine
Herb is just an added side, perplexed and not satisfied
Don’t tell that your purse is tight, heard enough of that perfect lie
But what's a dream? But I’ve been smoking much weed that I don’t get those
And I keep flowing through my days in hopes it never shows
It seems like yesterday was Christmas, let it snow
My timeline is so very twisted, high guy, where’s the dro?
Plot thickens, come and walk within my raw visions
Of me carrying foes to they homes like the clock is ticking
Don’t try me, if you do then I will cop your mittens
So stop tripping, have some confidence
You not listening, uh, I guess it's obvious
You lost within the system (System) and it's bottomless
And I’m tossing out my homies, yeah, I’m on that shit
Rocky shit, if you ain't with my homies then I'll knock your shit
And while I’m lying like a phony, my pockets lit
Not, but I wish they were, then I'd buy an Oculus, word
Man, I’m out of this world, only on my first verse
And I’m down on my girl if she down with my quirks, yeah
[Hook: Hujili]
A penny for your thoughts but what about our dreams?
'Cause been sleeping up the genius shit, they haven’t seen

[Interlude: Hijili]
Yeah, uh
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse 2: atlas]
Yo, I've been broke for a minute, homie, somebody fix me
I gotta pick up this speed, I'm going 0 to 60
I'm a hero to 6 speeds, De Niro in this piece
With bags of white powder like "here homie, sniff these"
Clear coat Da Vinci's and lift 'em out of your residence
'Cause I'm out for the presidents with no doubts of my excellence
I'm an ear that pick up any frequency, you listin'
If your decency with writtens isn't equally as shit
As all the feces that you sift in homie, please just try to listen
This is not a fucking test, and no it ain't an intermission
I'm insane with all this wisdom, contradicting myself
'Cause the awkwardness that i rest in is often ditching my health
For a chance at being successful and copping mixtures of wealth
And innocuous conversations to compensate for myself, boy!