Broke

I’m so used to being broke, but not no more

I’m buying all the things I never could afford

Like what the hell, top shelf

We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth

Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t

All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.

Remember days, like just last week

There wasn’t nothin in the kitchen left to eat

Girl what you want? Go pick it out

My wallet looking bigger than my belly now

Girl what a shame, they slept on me

They’re coming back, and now they crawling on their knees

Ain’t nothing changed, same old me

Came up on some change, but that doesn’t change a thing

I’m so used to being broke, but not no more

I’m buying all the things I never could afford

Like what the hell, top shelf

We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth

Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t

All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.

Airbnb, up in the hills

It costs as much as little brothers college bills

Like seven rooms, called all my friends

They on the way across the country in a van

You know I can’t promise that this is going to last forever

but since I got it, we all gonna spend it together

I’m so used to being broke, but not no more

I’m buying all the things I never could afford

Like what the hell, top shelf

We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth

Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t

All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.