Man, fuck bein' broke

All I wanna do is ball like the Airbender (Woo)

Mixin' up the dough, I'm the breadwinner (Goddamn)

And if a nigga got a problem, then my bro got semi-auto

And I promise that they all got lead in 'em (What?)

What type jeans are those? These rare denim

Keep two Georgia peaches, got a pair of 'em

We brought all the hoes, y'all scarin' 'em

Dre said, "No more features, " not clearin' 'em

So what do you say to somebody you hate

Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way?

Sick of all thе bullshit that the radio play

Tell 'em, "Study a tapе of A. P. 'n' 'Dae"

Ayy, nigga, fall back, we gon' lead the way

And we gotta do it big, have a leap of faith

Got the same lawyers as Puff, but I beat the case

My bitch built like Kim, but I keep the K

Mm, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae"

Sweet lil' crib on the lake (Uh, uh, uh)

Big bands fillin' up the safe

I got your bitch screamin' my name

Look, what's not ethical, I can't do it

Way more vegetables and less sewage

Bump with the decimal, bump the music

Run with the best, or get left with the losers

Angel with a halo on her head

Said she wanna go crazy, go ahead

Took a couple aejos to the head

Now I'm in the back of the Waymo gettin' head

Ayy, fuck bein' broke, we gon' fuck and elope

In the truck or the boat, or we up in the 'yo

My cup full of dro, bro, trunk full of dope

He got skunk and the coke, what you want? Send the lo'

My young nigga just came home from a bid

Got his own lil' kid who ain't wanting for shit

My other nigga finna be home 'bout 6

Don't condone it a bit, but he ownin' his shit

Man, fuck bein' broke

All I wanna do is ball like the Airbender (Woo)

Mixin' up the dough, I'm the breadwinner (Goddamn)

And if a nigga got a problem, then my bro got semi-auto

And I promise that they all got lead in 'em (What?)

What type jeans are those? These rare denim

Keep two Georgia peaches, got a pair of 'em

We brought all the hoes, y'all scarin' 'em

Dre said, "No more features, " not clearin' 'em