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• Artiste: BLK ODYSSY
• Titre: Broke Folk Funk
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Go on, girl Don't play yourself, homegirl Chasing brother pape' stack How you come is how you leave Don't let him break you like that Then video yourself crying No sympathy in that If y'all spirits don't align We throwing that n**** back Your respect is too expensive To be played for cheap ass You a classic, not the kind That throw the diamonds in back You too cute, he too toxic We got no time for that And that applies to brothers too Don't let 'em catch you in traps Women you see no future wit You fuck em wit'out a cap Chasing dem high maintenance bitches But complaining 'bout cash You say you want a queen But only caring about her ass Then feel a way about it When that's on display on the 'Gram Them fake chains you wearing Gon' make her think you got some bands He love you for the filters Now you can't be yourself Remember don't be a hard rock Girl, you really a gem You gotta fall in love with you Before you loving on them Can't make the money or the pussy your god Can't take the heat 'cause the kitchen too hot Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Papa done traded all his diamond for rocks Mama said "Baby, ain't no love on the block" Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Say what you say when the well run dry Ah, n**** please, you thought the bread don't stop? Broke boy funk, but got the flex on lock I said, "Baby", she said, "Ooh" She left you for a n****, now you want to shoot the fade Pockets looking thirsty Think you need some Gatorade Broke folk chasing all that fools gold, child, should I elaborate? Broke boy funk gon' make the well run dry Drip gon' evaporate Can't make the money or the pussy your god Can't take the heat 'cause the kitchen too hot Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Papa done traded all his diamond for rocks Mama said "Baby, ain't no love on the block" Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Can't make the money or the pussy your god Can't take the heat 'cause the kitchen too hot Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, baby Papa done traded all his diamond for rocks Mama said, "Baby, ain't no love on the block" Can't lose yourself if you know what you got Baby, ba- Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh