Kauzum - Broke Boy Lyrics

I'm a broke boy, get on my level dog
Lane full of smoke, but I ain't got smog
I could make another verse to try to call them out
But I don't want shit all up in my mouth

See, Imma switch it up and talk some real shit
Why they sneak diss and think they real slick
Oh you flaunting stacks are you rich rich
Why they tone always high with their sales pitch
I'll cut to the chase I'm broke
I'm afraid I'm losing hope
I'm afraid I'm losing passion man
I'm afraid of getting old
See
Im afraid of looking sloppy
She won't top me
With a dad body
I'll get bodied
Not get bodies
Only touch me
While on molly
Oh my oh my oh my oh my god
Going hard like hitting raw
Stuck to screens afraid to mingle
Always posting that she's single
Make up vids, Ma your fine
More eye lash and you'll go blind
These just girls, with lots of time
But my dicks in you
Thats DIY
But I'm on the tube as well tho
That shit has yet to sell tho
Split that glass of Patrón
Then go eat them glutes like jell-o
Cause I don't have that green
I rarely smoke that tree
And I won't pay for dinner
She accepting BDE

I'm a broke boy, get on my level dog
Lane full of smoke, but I ain't got smog
I could make another verse try to call them out
But I don't want shit all up in my mouth

Cause they try to play me but they end up glitched
Thought we was bros until you Nintendo switched
Petty little boys, always wanna plot
Didn't get my girl, you f*cked my exes box
But that ain't here no there tho
Only talk in arrows
Shots for days, they scared tho
But ya boy be built like scarecrows
Or should I say an American
Don't look gross Pete Davidson
Take that back no comparison
Just got more meat than a skeleton
And pride makes me a meanie
But I get down like I'm Shiggy
Made an album that was cringy
All because I'm in my feelings
So don't air out dirty laundry
All you look like is a donkey
Man the world just needs a Kauzum
They don't need another Aubrey
Or Jamesmikel, spelled differently
Made a party song to my miseries
Or am I really sad? Thats a mystery
Since depression is trend, I'll just follow leads

I'm a broke boy, get on my level dog
Lane full of smoke, but I ain't got smog
I could make another verse try to call them out
But I don't want shit all up in my mouth

And I don't even get why the hell they be so sensitive
Popping all these pills all except their own medicine
Then everybody cares like everybody turned a relative
I might off myself, just to get some sort of relevance
No I'm just kidding boy I ain't about that f*ck shit
If I were to die the world would be less productive
I'm just surprised that they managing to function
Constipated feelings, always acting like they tough shit
But you always know that I'm always up to something
Ego stands tall, so I can't hear the munchkins
Can't hear the dumb shit, avoiding all the functions
Only wanna spend is if it leads to deductions
Thats real shit, I do it for the children
Do it for Mugretto, I do it for these women
Who all up in their feelings, feel it in the air
I do it for the folks who are Broke Millionaires