Broke is a state of mind
Look
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Sun up to sundown, dope dream niggas be the ones who run the town
Shorty gave me the runaround
Saw Im winning now she on the prowl tryna hunt me down
Wow
Well You can find me in the end zone
Ima keep balling till I'm sliding in a benzo
Yea
And it's squad shit baby
1of1 swag make your girl go crazy
Louisville slugger but the west side made me
We don't want for nothing so it's f*ck you pay me
90s baby, halfway amazing
One half man and the other side crazy
3 side nigga, Like Im throwing up east side
Shit blap, ima have to throw it on the b-side
Seaside selling mixtapes by the seashore
Man found a wave to the top with no Detour
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Yeah
That's why I got expensive taste
Before I win I gotta know how to play
Before I sprint I gotta know how to pace
It'll all make sense (Cents) when you finish the race
I got comme des on my feet
I mix the Bombay with the tree
See these eyes seen a lot of things
Heart felt a lot of grief
I feel alive when I'm in these streets
I feel a spark when I'm on these beats
I copped the Cortez same ones as Forrest Gump
Only thing different I don't ever run
Only thing different I don't fall in love
They gon think I'm playing till I pull up on The boulevard
And all a sudden I'm that nigga
All a sudden I'm that nigga getting figures how you figure
Rocking hilfiger stunting
In the raf Simmons running
Ima blow a whole onion
How I do it they gon love it
Im just saying
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Dope Tajy - Last Summer... (Feat. Malachi Mabson) Lyrics
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Broke is a state of mind
Look
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Sun up to sundown, dope dream niggas be the ones who run the town
Shorty gave me the runaround
Saw Im winning now she on the prowl tryna hunt me down
Wow
Well You can find me in the end zone
Ima keep balling till I'm sliding in a benzo
Yea
And it's squad shit baby
1of1 swag make your girl go crazy
Louisville slugger but the west side made me
We don't want for nothing so it's f*ck you pay me
90s baby, halfway amazing
One half man and the other side crazy
3 side nigga, Like Im throwing up east side
Shit blap, ima have to throw it on the b-side
Seaside selling mixtapes by the seashore
Man found a wave to the top with no Detour
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Yeah
That's why I got expensive taste
Before I win I gotta know how to play
Before I sprint I gotta know how to pace
It'll all make sense (Cents) when you finish the race
I got comme des on my feet
I mix the Bombay with the tree
See these eyes seen a lot of things
Heart felt a lot of grief
I feel alive when I'm in these streets
I feel a spark when I'm on these beats
I copped the Cortez same ones as Forrest Gump
Only thing different I don't ever run
Only thing different I don't fall in love
They gon think I'm playing till I pull up on The boulevard
And all a sudden I'm that nigga
All a sudden I'm that nigga getting figures how you figure
Rocking hilfiger stunting
In the raf Simmons running
Ima blow a whole onion
How I do it they gon love it
Im just saying
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Look
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Sun up to sundown, dope dream niggas be the ones who run the town
Shorty gave me the runaround
Saw Im winning now she on the prowl tryna hunt me down
Wow
Well You can find me in the end zone
Ima keep balling till I'm sliding in a benzo
Yea
And it's squad shit baby
1of1 swag make your girl go crazy
Louisville slugger but the west side made me
We don't want for nothing so it's f*ck you pay me
90s baby, halfway amazing
One half man and the other side crazy
3 side nigga, Like Im throwing up east side
Shit blap, ima have to throw it on the b-side
Seaside selling mixtapes by the seashore
Man found a wave to the top with no Detour
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Yeah
That's why I got expensive taste
Before I win I gotta know how to play
Before I sprint I gotta know how to pace
It'll all make sense (Cents) when you finish the race
I got comme des on my feet
I mix the Bombay with the tree
See these eyes seen a lot of things
Heart felt a lot of grief
I feel alive when I'm in these streets
I feel a spark when I'm on these beats
I copped the Cortez same ones as Forrest Gump
Only thing different I don't ever run
Only thing different I don't fall in love
They gon think I'm playing till I pull up on The boulevard
And all a sudden I'm that nigga
All a sudden I'm that nigga getting figures how you figure
Rocking hilfiger stunting
In the raf Simmons running
Ima blow a whole onion
How I do it they gon love it
Im just saying
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember getting money in a past life
Two phones still gave her ass the land line (One day at a time)
I put my soul on the track that's land mine
And the color of my flesh that's a gold mine (My life on the line)
Niggas want smoke no gas line
I can tell I was getting money in my past life (One day at a time)
Writer: Taj Teague
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid