paroles de chanson I Aint Goin (feat. Trouble) - Dave East , Trouble
Goin'
back
to
being
broke
I
had
roaches
in
my
crib
God
bless
Holiday
season
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
(not
me,
not
me)
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
(not
me,
not
me)
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
I
had
roaches
in
my
crib,
sticks
and
c's
all
in
my
smoke
I
had
niggas
jealous
of
me
'fore
I
ever
had
to
gloat
Eviction
notice
on
the
door,
my
bed
was
on
the
floor
Oh
lord,
I
ain't
going
back
to
being
broke
Wake
up,
going
trap
was
all
we
know
Make
a
couple
racks,
go
get
some
more
Break
it
down
and
vacuum
seal
the
smoke
Woke
up,
snatched
my
pistol
out
the
couch
Niggas
just
robbed
the
connect
Get
your
shit,
we
gotta
bounce
We
was
almost
grabbing
P's
We
was
gettin'
it
by
the
ounce
So,
I
took
a
trip
down
south
We
put
up
enough
to
get
a
house
Shit
got
hot
and
we
got
out
Back
up
top,
I
need
a
block
[??]
get
cooked,
just
need
a
pot
You
say
you
got
work,
I
don't
need
it
now
I'm
in
a
drop
and
I'm
speedin'
(skrt)
Talking
police,
I
don't
see
them
now
I
got
the
Glock
for
no
reason
(no
reason)
It's
hard
to
tell
who
be
scheming
now
I
ain't
going
back
to
selling
smoke
I
ain't
going
back
to
selling
pills
Loaded
weapon
in
my
coat
Now
I'm
somewhere
in
the
hills
Private
jet,
Givenchy
clothes
Need
some
Fronto,
I
could
roll
Shit,
I'm
counting,
got
me
cold
(ice
cold)
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
I
had
roaches
in
my
crib,
sticks
and
c's
all
in
my
smoke
I
had
niggas
jealous
of
me
'fore
I
ever
had
to
gloat
Eviction
notice
on
the
door,
my
bed
was
on
the
floor
Oh
lord,
I
ain't
going
back
to
being
broke
Wake
up,
going
trap
was
all
we
know
Make
a
couple
racks,
Holiday
Season
go
get
some
more
Break
it
down
and
vacuum
seal
the
smoke
Ayy,
I
bought
them
in
the
back,
the
slums
is
where
I
come
from
Rats
and
roaches,
Henny
toasting
ease
the
pain
to
keep
calm
I
picked
up
the
pistol
before
I
ever
picked
up
a
pack
Turned
up
by
the
streets
then
I
went
turned
out
the
snakes
How
deep
is
that,
I'ma
tell
ya
Pop
was
always
in
and
out,
same
way
as
my
trap,
yeah
Doors
swinging,
niggas
banging,
that
.
40
still
on
my
lap,
don't
need
your
hoe
Put
fan
that
verse
in
Be
about
your
pimp
Never
thought
you'd
see
my
bloods
United,
thugging
with
all
these
neighbours
We're
talking
crips,
real
drip
Whenever
you
see
Scoob,
I'm
talking
[??]
Will
I
ever
go
back
back,
what
I'm
used
to,
I
was
so
broke
Roam
at
home,
I
had
shit
by
my
lonely
on
it
If
I
was
born
in
slave
days,
they
had
to
store
me,
I'm
so
rebellious
Fuck
niggas
jealous,
they
always
have
been,
I'ma
tell
you
My
nigga,
I'm
telling
you
I
don't
fuck
with
has-beens,
I
save
ya
Young
nigga
save
ya
Anything
we
have
been,
when
beef,
I
bring
all
the
flame
I
guess
I'm
trapping
no
failure
And
when
I
save
ya,
you
can
ask
my
best
friend,
I'm
ridin'
On,
John
Gotti
henchmen
I
was
slipping,
I
was
falling
but
a
nigga
got
the
fuck
up
Thank
you
god,
for
my
hard
times
and
God
it's
all
love
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
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I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
Comission
Lord,
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
A
Life
Team
I
ain't
goin'
back
to
being
broke
It
was
our
pleasure
Karma
2!
Love,
I
swear
to
god
this
shit
don't
get
old
Go
get
them
bags,
nigga,
haha-ha-ha
1 This Summer (feat. D. Jones)
2 Us
3 We On (feat. Border Bucc)
4 Karma (Interlude)
5 NOBU
6 Nothing Personal
7 Traumatized (feat. Kiing Shooter)
8 Russia
9 Highly Anticipated (feat. Lil Durk)
10 Scale And A Razor
11 No Stylist (feat. BlocBoy JB)
12 My Nigga Dead (Interlude)
13 Levelin Up (feat. Fabolous)
14 Day Dreaming
15 Imagine
16 Cut Em Off (feat. Don Q)
17 I Dont Understand It
18 Going Hard
19 I Aint Goin (feat. Trouble)
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