DJ Mustard - Broke Boy lyrics

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DJ Mustard - Broke Boy lyrics

[Chorus: IamSu!] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] [Verse 1: IamSu!] Used to work a square job Pull up to jailhouse I had to bail out This million dollar dream can't fail now Always gotta do it big, can't scale down Rap n***as falling in a circle I'm doing pop sh** I'm bout to go commercial She see me on the TV screen I'm a hit it harder than a DDT All red sales, these BBC's Hella money for a feature You should see these fees Put my life into a move gotta 3D me Be so lodge had to buy my sleeves Iamsu, say my name n***as swagger jacking tryna steal my lane Till you go through it can't feel my pain We gon' ball till we fall cause we still in the games go [Chorus: IamSu!] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] [Verse 2: Choice] Work on my tail, not going to jail Blowing on my lamp and it's warm as hell Dice game got whacked and the heos for sale Like the Baltimore cap got the bros to trail DC stadium well repping, Houston walked the prime time high stepping A Town's probably the same damn thing b**hes picking up singles like speed date He came to as balling n***a mean he fake Humor at the fact to get an up we stay moving Cause with my lil bro dude was looking at nine Now he dont come home until he's sub 29 The code life, you ever watch the Super Bowl in France You're my whole advance read about them different pants I'm saying my younger homie out here in a Rolls Royce n***a I can never ever be a broke boy [Chorus: IamSu!] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] [Verse 3: RJ] Made it out the streets help me make a rep Flew an OT Breezy help me rap Almost went broke had to bounce back N my last rope with a loud pack Way back when my teacher took roll I was deep in my notes I ain't talking bout writing no sentence Mean like before they blew lugs I was getting my dough I remember them hunnids I still got them hunnids, I jug in abundance You want it I run it Got work and it's coming Smoke in a public I blow out my budget It's gone when I touch it I'm on and I love it Cause I I was fresh outta school took some country blues Fighting over food I ain't never chewed I'm never turning back like I Paralysed to the fact like I Getting rich off a mack and I [Chorus: IamSu!] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2] If I want it I'm a go for it I can never ever be a broke boy Never ever ever be a broke boy [x2]

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