Текст песни Broke Boi (OG Mix) - Cyrus
City
full
of
cut-throats,
who
ain't
got
shit
Cuz
we
all
gotta
compete
for
the
same
profit
Every
opportunity's
fkn
toxic
Before
we
even
got
to
puberty,
learned
to
chop
shit
We
live
in
a
society
permanently
broke
down
Stuck
inside
a
drug
epidemic
across
the
whole
town
It's
like
we're
living
beside
a
black
hole
now
But
it
just
leaves
a
shell
of
your
body
and
sucks
your
soul
down
And
when
you
try
to
escape,
you
gotta
grow
lots
Most
of
us
stuck
in
our
ways,
it's
like
a
road
block
Ain't
nobody
that
we
could
emulate
or
go
watch
No
one
ever
gave
a
fuck
about
us,
it
don't
stop
Cuz
we
got
nothing
to
do,
nothing
to
live
for
We
all
fkd
up
in
this
bitch,
most
of
us
piss
poor
Learn
as
a
youngin
that
you
don't
get
what
you
wish
for
And
you
gotta
stay
sharp,
like
the
end
of
a
pitch
fork
When
you
live
in
the
dark,
you
try
to
walk
but
you
can't
see
Surrounded
by
pitfalls,
coming
up
as
a
bad
seed
Learning
to
live
off
the
junkies
and
crack
fiends
And
half
of
the
young
girls,
just
wanna
be
trap
queens
We
all
stuck,
trying
to
fill
up
a
whole
void
Generation
after
generation
of
us,
with
no
voice
You
can
try
to
get
rid
of
it,
but
there
really
is
no
point
Whatever
it
is
is
in
us,
so
call
me
a
Broke
Boy
You
got
vices,
you
know
we
got
dope
boy
What
you
need,
know
we
got
it
on
the
low
boy
But
no
matter
how
much
the
money
grow
boy
Y'all
know,
I'ma
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
Live
your
life
dangling
from
a
rope
boy
Cuz
we
coming
from
the
land
of
no
hope
boy
But
whatever,
cuz
wherever
that
I
go
boy
Lord
knows,
that
I'll
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
Cuz
even
though
we
fkd
up,
we
always
go
hard
But
we
ain't
got
no
direction,
so
we
don't
go
far
Unless
we
headed
to
prison,
the
shit
is
so
dark
And
they
must
be
waiting
for
me
to
set
it,
because
there's
no
bar
But
that's
ok,
cuz
Cyrus
about
to
change
that
When
I
put
PEMBROKE
in
big
letters
across
the
dang
map
I
spit
a
flow
like
Berettas,
and
when
a
tank
blasts
And
we
already
to
broken
for
us
to
break
bad
The
young
hustlers
put
in
work
for
the
H.A.
The
overlords
of
our
world,
you
do
what
they
say
We
living
a
life
full
of
pain,
it's
hard
to
maintain
Caught
up
in
a
storm
and
the
rain
is
like
an
A.K.
The
sound
of
sirens,
a
crimson
sky
is
the
backdrop
The
scent
of
seduction
and
satan
is
the
mascot
People
devoting
their
fkn
life
to
a
crack
rock
Only
existing
so
they
can
get
it
and
blast
off
It's
like
we're
stuck
in
a
Nightmare
And
you
gotta
be
ready,
the
devil's
not
gonna
fight
fair
The
smell
of
death
and
purple
smoke
in
the
night
air
Where
the
kids
might
witness
and
overdose
from
a
high
chair
Where
PTSD
is
the
most
common
affliction
Coming
in
at
a
close
2nd
is
always
addiction
It's
a
wonder
we
still
grow,
in
these
rotten
conditions
Gotta
climb
up
that
hill,
by
sticking
to
your
convictions
You
got
vices,
you
know
we
got
dope
boy
What
you
need,
know
we
got
it
on
the
low
boy
But
no
matter
how
much
the
money
grow
boy
Y'all
know,
I'ma
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
Live
your
life
dangling
from
a
rope
boy
Cuz
we
coming
from
the
land
of
no
hope
boy
But
whatever,
cuz
wherever
that
I
go
boy
Lord
knows,
that
I'll
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
City
full
of
zombies,
and
fkn
snakes
too
There's
not
a
side
of
this
town
you
can
escape
to
They
just
keep
dragging
me
down,
I
gotta
break
through
They
just
keep
fkn
with
Cyrus,
you
gotta
make
due
You
gotta
become
efficient,
you
gotta
wise
up
You
gotta
stick
to
the
mission,
and
fkn
rise
up
You
gotta
play
your
position,
and
fkn
put
up
with
the
heat
When
you
bake
in
the
kitchen,
you
got
'em
fired
up
You
gotta
carry
the
torch,
and
get
'em
all
lit
You
gotta
win
their
support,
and
keep
a
strong
grip
Fuck
that
OG
status,
you
on
some
DON
shit
Now
everybody
know
you
the
baddest,
you
got
a
long
list
Of
things
you
got
to
accomplish,
you
gotta
stand
tall
Just
don't
put
up
with
the
nonsense,
wait
for
the
fastball
And
when
you
see
it
just
hit
it,
so
fkn
hard
That
these
people
never
even
forget
it,
this
is
your
one
shot
Better
get
'em
pumped
up
with
it,
better
give
it
all
you
got
And
never
get
sucked
up
in
it,
until
your
lungs
rot
And
you
become
some
spirit,
you
gotta
keep
motivating
the
people,
With
your
fkd
up
lyrics,
you
got
the
flow
boy
You
need
to
travel
the
lands,
you
gotta
keep
fighting
with
a
passion
Giving
your
raps
to
the
fans,
but
it's
my
home
boy
Y'all
may
see
a
hole
in
the
ground,
but
it's
where
I'm
from
motherfucker
And
I'm
holding
it
down,
cuz
I'm
a
Broke
Boy
You
got
vices,
you
know
we
got
dope
boy
What
you
need,
know
we
got
it
on
the
low
boy
But
no
matter
how
much
the
money
grow
boy
Y'all
know,
I'ma
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
Live
your
life
dangling
from
a
rope
boy
Cuz
we
coming
from
the
land
of
no
hope
boy
But
whatever,
cuz
wherever
that
I
go
boy
Lord
knows,
that
I'll
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
You
got
vices,
you
know
we
got
dope
boy
What
you
need,
know
we
got
it
on
the
low
boy
But
no
matter
how
much
the
money
grow
boy
Y'all
know,
I'ma
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
Live
your
life
dangling
from
a
rope
boy
Cuz
we
coming
from
the
land
of
no
hope
boy
But
whatever,
cuz
wherever
that
I
go
boy
Lord
knows,
that
I'll
always
be
a
Broke
Boy
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