Never End Up Broke Pt. 2 Symba (USA) (Ft. Pusha T)

[Intro: Symba]
I just want to let you go
Yes, sir
I'll know when, you girl
Yes, sir
No, won't never take this away from me
Yeah, well, uh
(Incoming)

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
I remember being 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 leveled up and did the six
AMG kit, knockin' It Was Written
Poochie knitted, you niggas thought Gucci did it
This Italian race car got moolies in it
See, a Phantom ain't a Phantom, if that spooky's rented, uh (Woo)
Smoke tintеd copes in it
Three-hundred thousand in tennis chains, I'm ropеd in it
Wavin' through a glass top coupe, like the Pope's in it
Heaven 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 300Z with a phone in it
I'm globally roam with it, feelin' at home with it
Money come, money go, ain't no controlin' it, Push (Push)