broke hoe

Pussy good but ain't touching my bank roll Can find some good n any hood and she a hoe slide in her lips before i dip for zero fuck I look like droppin bands on a stupid hoe Only life plans is depending on a man and music yo Oh frrl doe this track fii fi where yo kids tho I wouldn't eat yo pussy Not even if I was starving I'm the type stack my plate give it to the next bro I live by da code ain't got shit but a house on some land in the sticks no power cold showers ain't always been dis this ways tho Higher then twin towers blue collar baby got it out the mud by my self self made put in them hours fit music in when it fit I live the struggle I know my worth fine mother fucker since birth They think they know struggle cause they broke a nail. I know struggle cause I broke the scale. From the needle to the needle... (Pause) From the vein to the tattoo gun. Let’s talk about it. [Chorus] Pussy good but it ain't touching my bank roll I can find some good in any hood and she a hoe Slide in her lips, then I dip for zero Fuck I look like droppin' bands on a stupid hoe? Only life plans is depending on a man and music, yo? Bitch, I survived the rain, you can’t handle the snow. [Verse 1: I been the rain, I birthed the pain, I mastered the thing Went from shooting dope in my veins to hearing lockdowns ring Steel toilets, concrete floors, shivering cold While you out here acting like that pussy is gold? Please. I sat in that cell covered in tats, staring at walls Withdrawals kicking my ass, screaming through the halls Ran game on the devil, looked death in the face My resume is survival, I’m leading the race. I done been ran on, stepped on, left for dead So excuse me if I don’t care about the giving of head I got trauma in my DNA, poison in my past You think a little attitude is gonna make you last? I fought demons you can’t see, wars you can’t fight So keep your hand out my pocket, and get out my sight. [Verse 2: You talking 'bout a purse? I’m talking 'bout a curse Baby momma died five years ago, put in a hearse Left me cold, heart froze, emotionless ghost That’s why I don’t celebrate, I don’t propose a toast. Then the hammer dropped hard, life testing my chin Grandmother passed a year ago, look where I was then Three months before I got out, stuck in the cage Couldn’t say goodbye, just filled up with rage. I swallowed that hurt, turned it into fuel Now I’m out here building empires, breaking the rule The pain remains, yeah it sits in my chest But it makes me go harder, put the weak to the rest. So when you ask for a dollar, bitch, read the room I walked through the fire, I blossomed in gloom. [Verse 3: Now the come up is strong, yeah the bounce back is real House in the sticks, no power, just a raw deal Cold showers wash the sins, blue collar on the shirt Got it out the mud by myself, I married the dirt. Fine motherfucker since birth, but the eyes tell a story Of a man who walked through hell to get to the glory. You shallow, you hollow, you chasing a trend I’m solid, I’m rooted, I don’t need a friend. And I definitely don't need a leach on my sack Thinking her body count makes up for the lack Of ambition, of drive, of a soul inside So zip up your lip, enjoy the free ride— Oh wait, there ain't one. I dip for the zero. I’m the villain to you, to my kids I’m a hero. [Chorus] Pussy good but it ain't touching my bank roll I can find some good in any hood and she a hoe Slide in her lips, then I dip for zero Fuck I look like droppin' bands on a stupid hoe? Only life plans is depending on a man and music, yo? Get the fuck out my face. Pain remains. But the bands stay with me. RIP to the lost. Middle finger to the cost. We out.