Symba (USA) – Never End Up Broke Pt. 2

Letra “Symba (USA) – Never End Up Broke Pt. 2” Official Lyrics


Intro: Symba

Yes, sir
Yes, sir
Yeah, well, uh
(Incoming)


Verse 1: Pusha T

I remember bein’ broke before I was in the mix
See, my bitch fucked a nigga, Raekwon was servin’ bricks
Just the fuel I needed, so I started takin’ risks
When everybody had the five, I levelled up and did the six
AMG kit, knockin’ It Was Written
Coochie nitted, you niggas thought Gucci did it
This Italian race car got moolies in it
See, a Phantom ain’t a Phantom, if that spookie’s rented, uh
Smoke tinted, copes in it
Three-hundred thousand in tennis chains, I’m roped in it
Wavin’ through a glass top coupе, like the pope’s in it
Hеaven only snows in my trunk when the dope’s in it
The more that you see murdered, you’re closer to no limit
I used to want a three-hundred Z with a phone in it
I’m global and roam with it, feelin’ at home with it
Money come, money go, ain’t no control in it, Push


Chorus: Symba

Yeah, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke (Broke)
Shh, ‘cause money can’t buy back time, my nigga


Verse 2: Symba

Long nights, no lights, dreamin’ ‘bout a Benz
No rice, just ice, nothin’ in the fridge
Sick of makin’ friends, all they do is burn a bridge
I’m drownin’ in my sins, I never learned how to swim
My life jacket Celine, swim trunks Supreme
Just left the scene in Alexander McQueen
I remember nights I was too broke to think
This shit deep, I lost more money than sleep
I was watchin’ corners, I ain’t never mop the floor
Touched a hundred thousand in twenties from doin’ chores
Mama was a queenpin, Coretta with cream
She was sellin’ dreams to Martin Luther the fiend
For Christmas, I bought the block choppers and triple beams
Four-wheelers, four-fours, and a bunch of ‘bows
I guess it’s safe to say a nigga finally reached his goals
‘Cause all I ever wanted was to never end up broke (Broke)


Chorus: Symba

All I ever wanted was to never end up broke (Broke)
Shh, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke (Broke)
Yeah, all I ever wanted was to never end up broke (Broke)
‘Cause money can’t buy back time, my nigga


Outro

Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen

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