50 Cent - Tired of Being Broke lyrics

[50 Cent] The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Heh-heh, yo, yo, yo The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Some work a nine to five to make money Some co*k that, aim, that take money "How To Rob" was an warning not a joke Cause n***as in the hood is really tired of being broke These cats quick to splurge on luxurious things And when we come through they tuck chains and turn their rings Diamonds, you bought that? They gon' take that [G&B] I'm chillin' on the corner With a dollar in my pocket The deed go bye-bye cause my man's watchin' sh** is hard in the ghetto But we still get by (We still get by) Every day I see the same ol' problems But it seems like we're never gonna solve them But I know if we keep on marching One day we will find [G&B] I'm tired of being broke Being locked down ain't no joke Will anyone make a change? Why must we live this way? I'm tired of being broke Being locked down ain't no joke Why must we live this way? [G&B] I'm livin' in a world where they ain't no windows And when you're rich it seem so simple Kind of hard for you to understand struggle But this is my life, ha And I know one day we're gonna change it Let the game blow it up and rearrange it Till then we do whatever we can In the end it's a brand new life that we living in Repeat 1 (2x) [50 Cent] Uh-huh come on Don't nobody smile when I come through But they say I'm a funny cat I lose shooting dice Pull out take my money back Fifty ain't the type to be runnin' his mouth Uh-huh, Fifty run with dem kids that'll run in your house If these rappers were k**ers I would've been dead But they all aim at my legs instead of my head I'm giving out a** whoopins while you're givin' out hugs I figured out n***as respect fear more than love Repeat 1 [G&B](50 Cent) I said you don't know Like I know, oh I said you don't know Like the Product no, oh (Refugee Camp) I said you don't know Like my fellas no (G&B) I said you don't know what it feels like to be broke [50 Cent] East Coast, West Coast Up North, the Dirty South This goes out to all my thugs Worldwide I see the struggle Try and stay alive, ya heard? One love, yeah one love, yo