
Dead Broke Lil Skies
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[Intro]
I think you know
What I want for you
Just do what's for you
I'll be proud of you
I think you know
What I want for you
Just do what's for you
I'll be proud of you
Ayy, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh (Yeah), uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Ridin' with my brother to the end, that's for sure
If you got a problem, nigga, please let me know
Shawty wasn't with me when I was dead broke
That's the reason why I had to let her go
Ridin' with my brother to the end, that's for sure
If you got a problem, nigga, please let me know
Shawty wasn't with me when I was dead broke
That's the reason why I had to let her go
[Verse]
Stress on my mind, had to pour me up a four
I be getting high just to balance out thе lows
Coppers on my ass so I had to get low
I would nevеr change, I be posted by the store
Me and Stan juggin', used to sell a lotta dope
Say he want the good, want the white, want the snow
Packs coming in, had to get 'em off the boat
Stack a lot of bread, gotta keep it by the loaf
I think you know
What I want for you
Just do what's for you
I'll be proud of you
I think you know
What I want for you
Just do what's for you
I'll be proud of you
Ayy, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh (Yeah), uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Ridin' with my brother to the end, that's for sure
If you got a problem, nigga, please let me know
Shawty wasn't with me when I was dead broke
That's the reason why I had to let her go
Ridin' with my brother to the end, that's for sure
If you got a problem, nigga, please let me know
Shawty wasn't with me when I was dead broke
That's the reason why I had to let her go
[Verse]
Stress on my mind, had to pour me up a four
I be getting high just to balance out thе lows
Coppers on my ass so I had to get low
I would nevеr change, I be posted by the store
Me and Stan juggin', used to sell a lotta dope
Say he want the good, want the white, want the snow
Packs coming in, had to get 'em off the boat
Stack a lot of bread, gotta keep it by the loaf
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