Phatboiz - Broke Ass Dope Ass Rapper lyrics

[Chorus] Man I'm just so sick of being a Broke a** dope a** rapper Broke a** dope a** rapper Broke a** dope a** rapper I can't think of nothing worse than being a Broke a** dope a** rapper Broke a** dope a** rapper Broke a** dope a** rapper [Verse 1] Yesterday I spent my last hundred dollars on a microphone and whiskey Record Label turned me down cause signing me was risky Then I walked to the radio station Said they can't put me in the rotation We gotta play this Drake and this Jay and this J Cole Cause we on payroll, stay patient I'm a make a song dedicated to Versace Hope I get picked by the illuminati I just woke up with a new hangover, hope I get hit by a new Bugatti Cause my pockets say don't rap no more Heart saying play the track some more I had Dior, but can't afford that no more Cause Hip-Hop got a n***a in the thrift shop, Blacklemore Look if Rhyme is money, I'm straight If time is money, I'm late Now I'm sitting on a Megabus in traffic I gotta be hustling backwards, rap sh** Love to hate you and they hate to like you DMV motherf**er take the title It's straight survival Let me take you on a ride with a broke motherf**er trying to break the cycle Chorus x2 [Background] Broke, Broke, Broke, I'm dope but I ain't got it Broke, Broke, Broke, I'm dope, I ain't got it x2 [Verse 2] Look I just learned how to jump over turnstiles in New York subways My phone service finna end, My girl in Maryland And she ain't seen me in a month of Sundays Except for the front page of Baltimore Sun I promised to come back on the following Monday But I ain't have enough for a roundtrip I copped me a one-way and took a couple shots on the runway Just touched down and I flew commercial How you gon' tell me I'm too commercial All I ever earned was a moderate respect And a thousand-dollar check from Universal They told me don't quit it ain't like you can't spit But you gotta make hits motherf**er make hits And you gotta stay positive Man, I be telling my bank account the same sh** Life's too short, that's what old people say Money over hoes, that's what Kobe would say I look at Jay, I look a Dre Then a homeless n***a told me that it ain't about the money sh** broke people say That's a disease, look what I got up my sleeve A n***a trying to get a different color government cheese Look I was born without a silver spoon Hits from out the living room Premeditated murder n***a, told them I'm a k** it soon [Chorus] [Verse 3] Why rap if it falls on deaf ears And Def Jam done forgot what Def is Even tried to produce on the side just to eat But Apple like the only motherf**ers buying beats It ain't easy trying to place one I got a dream I'm trying to chase one But I think it's funny that they call it struggle rap That's where the f** rap came from Then I thought XXL would've put me on the map I'm under the radar, what kind of sh** is that Love me in the Burbs, will they love me in the trap? Or say I college educated motherf**er shouldn't rap College educated motherf**er get a job Real rap n***as deal dope and they rob So you're telling me I would've never had to starve If I never got involved, If I never hit the blogs? Damn dog can I crash on your couch for the weekend? I broke lease and I get no sleep cause I'm in too deep Trying not to fall off the deep end b**h I'm too linked in for a LinkedIn But my resume's better than yesterday I'm a be number one, that's what I'm after But right now I ain't got no cash I'm just a close a** broke a** dope a** rapper ...rapper [Chorus]