I’m so used to being broke, but not no more
I’m buying all the things I never could afford
Like what the hell, top shelf
We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.
Remember days, like just last week
There wasn’t nothin in the kitchen left to eat
Girl what you want? Go pick it out
My wallet looking bigger than my belly now
Girl what a shame, they slept on me
They’re coming back, and now they crawling on their knees
Ain’t nothing changed, same old me
Came up on some change, but that doesn’t change a thing
I’m so used to being broke, but not no more
I’m buying all the things I never could afford
Like what the hell, top shelf
We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.
Airbnb, up in the hills
It costs as much as little brothers college bills
Like seven rooms, called all my friends
They on the way across the country in a van
You know I can’t promise that this is going to last forever
but since I got it, we all gonna spend it together
I’m so used to being broke, but not no more
I’m buying all the things I never could afford
Like what the hell, top shelf
We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth
Mama told me baby save it, knowing me I probably won’t
All this money in my pocket gotta go, I’m so used to being broke.
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