Nightmares Of Being Broke King Los (Ft. Raheem DeVaughn)
"Nightmares Of Being Broke" by King Los (Ft. Raheem DeVaughn) is a hip-hop track released in 2020. The song explores themes of ambition, fear of poverty, and the drive for success. It features introspective lyrics, smooth R&B hooks, and a blend of rap and melodic elements, highlighting personal struggles and aspirations. #HipHop
[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn]
Los
Radio Raheem DeVaughn
Church on the move
I see my name
[Verse 1: Los]
Yo
I'm from a city where they stretch weight
So you know I flex on GP
My Rolex like a gold crest on BB's
Swag like a goose with the nice fur neck
Some all white Charles Barkley's with the Iceberg sweats
Nigga, peep the way I swerve I'm from the era of the hustlas
These hustlas just making errors, don't compare us to these bustas
Niggas is playing scurred, that's word to my mother
My niggas was throwin' birds back when Bird had a jumper
It's rare what I been through, when niggas wanna rob you
Bitches wanna fuck you, and fans wanna clip you
Dip through my hood with the roof back
Just to show these kids that they could make it and that's true fact
Niggas screamin' welfare, God is screamin' farewell
Huggin' corners til we huggin' momma from a jail cell
They'll tell us anything so we won't fucking get it
I told my city I would bring us back and I did it
Ya bitch
Los
Radio Raheem DeVaughn
Church on the move
I see my name
[Verse 1: Los]
Yo
I'm from a city where they stretch weight
So you know I flex on GP
My Rolex like a gold crest on BB's
Swag like a goose with the nice fur neck
Some all white Charles Barkley's with the Iceberg sweats
Nigga, peep the way I swerve I'm from the era of the hustlas
These hustlas just making errors, don't compare us to these bustas
Niggas is playing scurred, that's word to my mother
My niggas was throwin' birds back when Bird had a jumper
It's rare what I been through, when niggas wanna rob you
Bitches wanna fuck you, and fans wanna clip you
Dip through my hood with the roof back
Just to show these kids that they could make it and that's true fact
Niggas screamin' welfare, God is screamin' farewell
Huggin' corners til we huggin' momma from a jail cell
They'll tell us anything so we won't fucking get it
I told my city I would bring us back and I did it
Ya bitch
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