Fedie Demarco, Payroll Giovanni and M Dot Taylor - Ain't Going Broke No Mo

Making pallets I was sleepin on the floor
You gotta have heart before you have hope
They rather a nigga turn around cause he close
I told myself I ain't going broke no more

These My trials and tribulations I ain't make this up
I got it out the mud when I was drinking mud
I did it without yo love did it without yo hugs
2 covers 1 sheet, no carpet no rug
Been stabbed in my back and heart but still I show love
Niggas couldn't bust back I emptied out the whole judge
Remember momma couldn't buy cause it was too much
Now Cartier and Cortez cause I don't wear Ugg's nigga
County jail bound, county building GR Nigga
Fuck it flip yo EBT to a AP Nigga
Had to shower with my draws hand wash em with soap
I'm a living miracle I ain't living off hope

Making pallets I was sleepin on the floor
You gotta have heart before you have hope
They rather a nigga turn around cause he close
I told myself I ain't going broke no more

I remember night's when I barely could eat
Now I'm the reason why the family feasts
Had to break down a quarter just to get through the week
Now I spend a big quarter when I shop for a mink
Cappin work with my last tryna get on my feet
Found out the work was trash so it's slow on the street
Taking losses in a row but I never complained
I understood what I was in for it came with the game
You niggas tryna compete my nigga stay in yo lane
You niggas tryna skip Levels I climbed to big bezels
That shit hit different when you really hustle for it
Had to struggle for it now you pushing something foreign

Making pallets I was sleepin on the floor
You gotta have heart before you have hope
They rather a nigga turn around cause he close
I told myself I ain't going broke no more

20 kids at granny house All sleeping on the rug
Momma had to make a way Cause my daddy was a thug
All my role models specialized in selling drugs
Life ain't give a nigga shit I had to get it out the mud
Use to hussle on the west side the west side
Use to hussle on the east side the east side
Product of the street life the street life
Betta keep ya heat tight cause we ride
Use to catch busses now it's Beemer's up the 94
Carried some bags for spare change at the grocery store
Stay on my toes can't let em clip me like they did my bro
One thing about Drea and James
They ain't raise no hoe RIP

Making pallets I was sleepin on the floor
You gotta have heart before you have hope
They rather a nigga turn around cause he close
I told myself I ain't going broke no more

Written by:
Demarco Gallimore, Dior Giovanni Petty, Mario A. Taylor

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