Erv Dowd & D.A.R. - Broke Boi lyrics

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Erv Dowd & D.A.R. - Broke Boi lyrics

[Chorus: Erv Dowd & D.A.R.] APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX APEX n***as loading we be on the hunt f** what n***as saying we just run it up Andrew with the pa** but you can't call it luck Light that motherf**er if you got a blunt [Verse 1: Erv Dowd] Green light b**h it's all a go Dominos how I'm counting dough APEX when I'm coming thru Checkmate when I make a move Y'all fake like Kourtney b**bs Jamie Ken how I'm bending rules Yo whole tape just my interlude With Shaq feet I'm still filling shoes With lots of cheese but I'm never rattin My threats happen like Bin Laden I get it all n***a f** a fraction And dropping 60 on all madden Sleep on you but I'm never nappin I'm like Jordan but with better averages Yo feel like cheap fabrics is I dance with snakes when they tail rattling Talking war but never battling Getting toasty like sub sandwiches Most these n***as just be talking foolish The only chief commander still shootin She say my 12 inches make me ruler _ The weed I smoke will stone Medusa Rolling blunts the same size as Buddha Even Mark said Erv the shooter I cut her off just like a blooper Then picked up bad b**h no uber APEX we then made a movement When you a star b**hes start mooning When the war start you the first wounded I'm the first soldier that they'll make a movie [Chorus] [Verse 2: D.A.R.] Look me in my eyes and tell me what you seeing Spit that dragon flow how I be fire breathing Scorching every track known for doing damage This sh** here a art the beat is like the canvas Painting vivid pictures with these words With these words you will get your money's worth Never splurge all my dollars stay reserved Givin you 32 bars in this verse I don't f** many n***as randoms cannot enter APEX be the squad Squad full of bad boys like the Pistons Rising with a quickness rising by the yards Y'all n***as is barely rising by the inches Where the competition I don't see nobody Yea I spit that flow that ruin lives like you lost yo wallet wit yo social and yo ID in it n***as on a mission Taxin for the interests b**hes running wild like a headless chicken My flow way too hot too hot for Hell's Kitchen Nothing is the same once feeling get all mixed in Now I'm this maze trapped tryna find a way Got this sh** on lock like money in a safe Tryna impress n***as hell nah I can't And these lame b**hes I don't ever chase If I'm chasing n***as then they faces green guarantee you'll find them in the bank Can't pretend to be somebody that I ain't Need my pockets full like water in a tank

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