Monni Mo X Ruu - Broke Nights

She gotta model body
I might try it if I want her
I be in my bag
I cant listen when she on me
Big body
Smokin it down with the ones I started with
Oh they aint my brothers bitch
Now look who Im departing with
Feinin for the cash
Lookin like we hit the lotto
No new niggas in the section
We just want the bottles
She fucking with that henny
She aint fuckin with moscato
We been on the road
Sack chasin like we pablo
Big blunts of exotic got my screen blurry
Lately my momma been trippin
Girl dont even worry
I been steady flippin
Gettin bills like im murray
I been steady in the kitchen
Whippin
No curry
I aint got the time
For no wack bitch
Frontin on the kid
I aint really into lovin
Ima get straight to the biz
Ima take you to the telly
I cant show you where I live
These days everybody plottin
I cant put trust in a bitch
I remember broke nights
I aint have shit
I remember I was starvin
Now im thankful for this dish
Used to sit and plan on robbin niggas
Searchin for a lick
Now we plottin on these millions
Cause we trynna make it big
I aint have shit
I had to get it on my own
Now im out here in this jungle
I been feelin all alone
Got a couple people
I wish i could call up on the phone
Take a big pull of gelato
For my niggas in the stone
I been in the zone
For my niggas in the clouds
They aint like when i was broke
But they gon love a nigga now
Cause my pockets gettin fatter
So my pants is weighin down
Used to say i wouldnt do shit
Tell me what yall sayin now
Said that we was clowns
Now they can’t believe it
We flaunting all this money
I know it look easy
I done been through hell and back
Feel like a boss now
She gimme top
I just hadda put the top down
You can’t steer me left
Im aiming for the top spot
You ain’t really in the field
You ain’t never duck shots
Why you all up on the mic
Talkin like a hot shit
Had to hustle
Try to take it
Ima make ya heart stop
I know love dangerous
But you still play the field
No caution on my soul
Ima always show the real
Once I see you fold
I could never keep you near
I know money power
But that shit don’t make you real
I remember broke nights
I aint have shit
I remember i was starving
Now im thankful for this dish
Used to sit and plan on robbin niggas
Searchin for a lick
Now we plottin on these millions
Cause we trynna make it big

Written by:
Monni Lobo, Ruben Goncalves

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