Lyrics Broke or Not - Dave East , Jozzy

Bring it back, bring it back
Uh, uh, uh
Could you turn me up a little bit? (Thank you)

You gotta think for yourself (yourself)
Older niggas, they don't offer no help (at all)
Told you come and take that ride, so he don't get caught by hisself
You 22 and facing ten, you gotta talk through the jail
You bagged up in your mama crib, pray the apartment ain't smell

Watch for the D's
The block on fire like you walking through hell (hot)
Tryna make sandwiches, the bread, it was stale
Came up on a couple dimes, you just preparing to sell
You put that shit on, ain't wearing it well, imagine sharing a cell

With a nigga you never seen before
He offer the top bunk, you like, "I need the floor"
Read magazines 'bout guns you only see in war
You always brought the plug his money before you would need some more
The devil fuckin' with you, you just tryna shake the demons off

You know the block, you fell in love with guns watchin' RoboCop
You was really there, it wasn't Photoshop (real life)
Watch how he talk to him when you know he cop
You dreamin' 'bout that Audemar you hope to cop
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not

(Keep you a hustle, my nigga)
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not
(No matter how it go)
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not

Hustle hard, I had to learn to chill
My hands done touched a lot of bills
Look how far it came, now we can't turn around
I seen too many that didn't make it out, oh, oh
Look at this
I never had to switch up for no clout or no bitch
Glamorous
Furs to match the winter, yeah, I need to do it big

Fuck your opinion (it don't matter), whoever criticize
Just counting my blessings, I got my freedom and I'm still alive
Focused on the finish line
I done took losses over a million times
You told on niggas, now you a gangster, I'll never feel your kind

Margarita sippin', I been feelin' fine
Already in my section while you still in line
Trolling 'til you get hit on Live
The scary part about it, I ain't in my prime (at all)
Niggas'll take your Rollie, call it stealing time
Landlord, the building mine (mine)

Talk 'bout designer shit, we all wear it
Fuck the other side, we gon' ride until they all buried
Dome shot'll part your head, have you lookin' like Marbury
2Pac taught me keep a bomb ready
I'm drinking light, but my arm heavy

Private jettin', I know the pilot, used to be violent
Tell me why would you bring sand to the island? Homie, you wildin'
I really made it happen out public housing, mama the proudest
Niggas paintin' they hair
Screamin' the loudest, how y'all allow this?

You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not

Keep you a hustle whether you broke or not

Keep you a hustle whether you broke or not