Jake Christian - Broke Lyrics

Lyrics Broke - Jake Christian




Don't wanna see me win, they wanna see me fall, yeah
Yeah, Don't wanna see me win, they wanna see me fall,
Don't wanna see me win, they wanna see me fall, yeah
They don't wanna see me win
They wanna see me fall
Don't wanna see me bank, don't wanna see me ball
They don't want me to get nothing at all
Ain't no one there, when I'm needing a call
I just been laid up, I'm stacking my chips
My life is a movie, I stick to the script
Put all this work in since I was jit
I hop in the booth and I'm making shit lit
Ain't got too many options, and nothing be popping
But I'm never stopping, I'm not gonna quit
I know they be watching, I know they betalking
Been putting this work in, since I was a jit
But I do not give a fuck what they be saying
They don't know nothing about me at all
I gotta dream and I gotta go get it
Even if I ain't got nothing at all
Man I'm so tired of being broke
I ain't got nothing, and that's all she wrote
Trynna stack my chips with bags of tricks
I'm at my wits, can't relax for shit
Can't move, can't groove
Can't do what I came do to
I came through, as same dude
Ain't no one feeling my mood
Game new, lame view
Losing them in the pursuit
Aim shoot, blame you
When they see you making hoops
Fuck I thought, that I would've made it by now
Any chance that I'm making it through the game
I'm taking every lane that I know how
You don't know, what the fuck that, I'm about
Any body who got a name, and in my lane
I'm taking every single one of you bitches out
See truth be told, I'm gon' keep it real
I ain't really got no other fucking skills
This is the only way that I can pay my bills
And I been up on the come up, trynna get a record deal
And everything on me, finna fall through
And to top it all, man the rent be due
I done put in my ten thousand hours
You motherfuckers better come and give me my flowers
Give me my roses, tulips, daisies
Dress my shit up, finna go crazy
If I'm in the booth I ain't been lazy
New life motto, fuck you, pay me
And if they hating on me, ain't nothing new
They don't wanna see me do what I do
Cause I'm in this shit, I gotta win
Do it again, I'll do it again
They don't wanna see me win
They wanna see me fall
Don't wanna see bank, don't wanna see me ball
They don't want me to get nothing at all
Ain't no one there, when I'm needing a call
I just been laid up, I'm stacking my chips
My life is a movie, I stick to the script
Put all this work in since I was jit
I hop in the booth and I'm making shit lit
Ain't got too many options, and nothing be popping
But I'm never stopping, I'm not gonna quit
I know they be watching, I know they be talking
Been putting this work in, since I was a jit
But I do not give a fuck what they be saying
They don't know nothing about me at all
I gotta dream and I gotta go get it
Even if I ain't got nothing at all



Writer(s): Jacob Christian



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