Rick Ross - Can't Be Broke lyrics

[Intro: Yungeen Ace] I don't know, like me, I'm a, I'm a different Like I ain't finna sit 'round and be broker than a b*tch I know for a fact I'ma get mines You gotta like get that sh*t in blood Or I'ma run up on your ass 'Cause boy, I'll never be a broke ni**a, yeah Put all that sh*t aside ni**a, if I'm down on my, if I'm down on my dick, I won't ask you for sh*t And I'ma get it on my own, believe that 'Cause [Chorus: Yungeen Ace] You know I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (Can't be a broke ni**a) You know I always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) And I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew, pew) I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (Can't be a broke ni**a) You know I'ma always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) No, I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (No) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Pew, pew) [Verse 1: Yungeen Ace] I'm a rapper, I got some ni**as in the trap, though (Trap, though) Cuttin' bricks up in the trap, the b*tch'll never close (It'll never close) What you know about cookin' on the stove? Ayy (Stove) Fiends come knockin' on the door, ayy Feds outside, flush it all down the toilet (Flush it all down the toilet) Gettin' money on this b*tch, street ni**a, he from Florida Got four or five cars, know you ni**as can't afford it (Uh-huh) Up the pole to his face, if I want it, I extort it, ayy (Beat it) Who you with? ATK with the sh*t We gon' slide on your block broad day, with sticks (Skrrt) Two 30 Glocks and they came with the dick It's a loud stutter sound when the K get to spittin' (Grrah) All I wanna do is get money (All I wanna do is get money) Don't wanna go back to when I was bummy Big racks, I got blue money (Money) You know I got it out the mud, Jumanji (Jumanji) [Chorus: Yungeen Ace & Rick Ross] You know I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a You know I always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) And I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop) I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (No) You know I'ma always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a, huh) No, I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew, Maybach Music) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] ni**as know I'm strapped, they can tell how I walk with it (Walk with it) I'ma do you dirty if my dawg meant it (Dawg meant it) Got short money and a tall sentence (Uh) Beef so old, got mold in it Young ni**a free, better go get it You ain't killin', ni**a, why your nose in it? You ain't ridin', ni**a, why you rode in it? You know we do him dirty when the pole in it I'm prayin' for my ni**as and my soul in it Feds know a ni**a played a role in it Everywhere we go, they stay patrollin' it (Uh) Still got it on me, I'ma load, ni**a (Grr) Kilo on the stove like it's pot roast Diamonds on my dawgs and my capos (Uh) Always stand tall but the top fold (Huh) And the next one I get, I pray it cost more (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Yungeen Ace] You know I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a You know I always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) And I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop) I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (No) You know I'ma always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) No, I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew) [Verse 3: Major Nine] Uh, okay, light way Let me hit the lights, do this the right way Wrong time but we hit him in the right place Yeah, it's gon' be a light day (Uh) fu*k a hat, we ain't stoppin' at no four-way, no way In this whip with 'bout four Ks Big dreams make 'em distinct I gotta kill 'cause my family gon' miss me I went to college but I made hood history (Yeah) My dawg duckin', say you gotta put a dick on it Like a bad kid, you better put a switch on it He a freak, put on that loop, put a b*tch on him Got a compact Rolls, won't kick on me And I'm always touchin' money, fu*k a broke ni**a I'd rather hang with them hoes 'cause they be ho ni**as You won't see me in no pic 'cause I don't know ni**as MMG 'til they put me in the floor, ni**a (Oh) [Chorus: Yungeen Ace] You know I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (Can't be a broke) You know I always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) And I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop) I'ma always get some money, can't be a broke ni**a (No) You know I'ma always keep it real, fu*k a ho ni**a (fu*k a ho ni**a) No, I don't need your love, fu*k your feelings (I don't need your love) I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew)