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lirik lagu never broke again – key lows

bomber jackets & snapbacks
drug habits
watch me dance
confidence
in a few grams
feeling myself
i’d f*ck me man
just a few lines
on weekends
zero to hype
then regrets
oh what a vibe
the pretense
words from the wise
the relapse

my phones ringing
a nose a sniffing
a snow addiction
got my pockets winning
my jeans are christian
my sneaks a dripping
dis whole fit got a b*tch
sinning religion
bugatti whipping
broccoli ripping
amiri stitching your dreams
i’m living
sipping in the club
with a little coca mixing
dtb
by a boogie
really hitting
all i ever knew
was how to sell drugs
and pimp out chicks
who just wanted love
wasn’t the buzz or rush
i just knew
making a resume
no experience
was tough
grams to ounces
to moving full bricks
i too once
was a kid nameless
empty promises and
a broken home
i’m on my grind
to my own palace
who the f*ck loves being broke
no food in the fridge at home
holes in your shoes & ripped clothes
what made life possible for me
all that dope
bomber jackets & snapbacks
drug habits
watch me dance
confidence
in a few grams
feeling myself
i’d f*ck me man
just a few lines
on weekends
zero to hype
then regrets
oh what a vibe
the pretense
words from the wise
the relapse
bomber jackets & snapbacks
drug habits
watch me dance
confidence
in a few grams
feeling myself
i’d f*ck me man
just a few lines
on weekends
zero to hype
then regrets
oh what a vibe
the pretense
words from the wise
the relapse
i want a fancy house
with super cars
how you gon do that
with dirty money
i just wanna be happy
f*ck the scars
these drugs bend
this sh*tty reality
window shopping
everyday i starved
drugs were
an opportunity
28 in an ounce make
a louis scarf
that’s what
quality over quantity
who wants to live a life
with only the minimal
working some lifeless 9 to 5
instead i live large
a certified criminal
working on setting up paradise
if you were to ask me
was this predictable
i never got to write my story line
i do the unthinkable
that’s why i’m original
the poverty gon always improvise
who the f*ck loves being broke
no food in the fridge at home
holes in your shoes & ripped clothes
what made life possible for me
all that dope
bomber jackets & snapbacks
drug habits
watch me dance
confidence
in a few grams
feeling myself
i’d f*ck me man
just a few lines
on weekends
zero to hype
then regrets
oh what a vibe
the pretense
words from the wise
the relapse
bomber jackets & snapbacks
drug habits
watch me dance
confidence
in a few grams
feeling myself
i’d f*ck me man
just a few lines
on weekends
zero to hype
then regrets
oh what a vibe
the pretense
words from the wise
the relapse

- key lows

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