Ab-Soul - Bankrupt lyrics

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Ab-Soul - Bankrupt lyrics

[Hook:] When the chips are down, the funds are low And nobody's around to pull you out of this hole Can you hold your own? If you ain't got a dollar to your name can you maintain? Can you hold you own when the going gets tough? The tough get going [Verse 1:] Starving artist, rib-cage showing Give me the loot or give a semi to shoot Then after, pa** the Absolut I'm trying to hit a lick, probably knock out your tooth I'm fully equipped with a [?] Finna get a n***a for every cent if that makes sense Uh, head shot, you're dead Ock If feds knock alibi [?] I was on [?] block You n***as ain't ready for me to get in the mischief Grimmy with it I hope the motherf**ing disk skip What?! You n***as think you better than me? Cause you got more cheddar than me? Huh? You ain't a spitter cause you got a lot of followers on twitter My body of work would probably embody your Godzilla I ain't a jerk, I'm an a**hole An I don't wanna hear you rap unless your cash flowing [Hook:] When the chips are down, the funds are low And nobody's around to pull you out of this hole Can you hold your own? If you ain't got a dollar to your name can you maintain? Can you hold you own when the going gets tough? The tough get going [Verse 2:] sh**, and I'm a mad muthaf**a with a loaded clip Do the math muthaf**a! That's 15 bullets in a nine and one in the chamber, hit you right between the eyes And even if you live you can't defy the odds Catch you while you're checking your safe, SUPRISE! Oh, you thought I was playing with you? Your man look sleepy so he gon be laying with you I should've told you muthaf**as straight from the start Got the flame, if I aim it'll burn you to ashes Got the blunt rolled all I need is a spark And watch the paramedic roll up with elastic Stretcher carry your a** they'll bury you fast You venereal and a dick head, how bout that? Blowing more O's than a Cherrio cereal bag Serial k**a for the skrilla; maniac And like when the camera take a picture I'm finna snap Your f**ing head off your neck then reattach it back Brainacs get they mind blown Can't have a migrane when your mind gone [Hook:] When the chips are down, the funds are low And nobody's around to pull you out of this hole Can you hold your own? If you ain't got a dollar to your name can you maintain? Can you hold you own when the going gets tough? The tough get going [Verse 3:] Down to my last and my ship is sinking fast I ain't looking for the sympathy, I'm looking for the cash I ain't looking for my enemey but if he in the way I put the pistol in his mouth Let him get a taste Fore you eat say grace, you know I'm coming with the blammer Not to shoot, just to use it to beat you like a case What's the root of all evil? A baker said the cake Gardner said the green, you know what I mean? I'm sick of digging in my pocket for nickels and dimes Somethings got to change or I'm resorting to crime P95 in my palm.45 in my waist You got a diamond? Run it or nobody's safe Bill Gates is rich and Ab-Soul is poor I'll rob his old a** from his head to toe And as a matter of fact I'm finna blow a bank up Mindstate of a n***a that went bankrupt!

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