I'm So Broke

Yeah
Look
By thirteen, I had a big dream
I can be the next Martin Luther King, yes I believe
Chasin’ my fantasy by the age of eighteen, it’s surreal
My mind still runnin’ like a cold, yeah I’m that chill
Rhymezone become my best friend ‘till the very end
People love to follow a trend, ain’t that a shame?
Never switch your game to impress these lames
Instead, drive in one lane and focus what’s ahead, uh
Don’t be confused by my attitude
I keep a cool face, I’m so clear like it’s Blu Ray
It’s a new day, catch me outside when it’s broad day
I’m not a fan of Burger King so you can’t have it your way, no no
Only a matter of time before I blow
Before I have to go, I do need to let you know
That you’re the reason why I’m always puttin’ on a show
So I continue to move forward and go with the flow, oh
Now people claimin’ that they love me as I’m gettin’ famous
Sayin’ “Oh my gosh Germain, you’re destined for greatness”
That’s fake love ‘cause how can you claim such a statement
When you never knew my last name to begin with?
I was down bad, you ain’t give me a meal or bill
You want me to a sign a deal so I can give you bread for real, uh
I don’t want your help unless you have a couple mill
But you don’t, so you can leave, that’s how I really feel
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes
I’m so broke that I’ve been usin’ two old telephones
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh)
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise (Noise)
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes (Clothes)
I’m so broke that I’ve been usin’ two old telephones (Phones)
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh)
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise (Noise)
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes (Clothes)
I’m so broke that I’ve been usin’ two old telephones (Phones)
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh)
I have a homegirl who sends me money now and then
Without her, I would not be able to record again
I don’t know who listens to my music to be honest
Beside my GGT bros, I got you, yeah I promise
Still haven’t been the same since Liana’s gone
I sing her song over and over, hope you sing along
I’ma be so ugly once I cut my dreadlocks
My forehead bigger than the fans of the Red Sox
I cut hella people off so I stay lonely
You only hit me when you need a favor like money
I’m so broke but I would still give you all my bread
‘Cause deep inside, I can never get you out my head
I’m a giver, not a taker, except for my music
GGT, we not a gang, we’re a real movement
Gotta get to it, remember that’s my top motto
We need to capture our first ring like we’re from Toronto
Everybody wants the fame, that’s so ordinary
Take care of your family, don’t be in poverty, uh
Honestly, I just might hit up the lottery
Messed around and catch a lick, called that a robbery
Cordae pave the way, I’m followin’ the blueprints
When we meet one day, I’ll thank you for the little hints
On how to be realest one in the rap game
Have to remain the same and work upon buildin’ your name
Don’t talk too much, keep it short like abbreviations
You tell stories but it’s filled with exaggerations
I caught you lurkin’, that was one of your biggest mistakes
Congratulations, you just now became my fish bait
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes (Yeah)
I’m so broke that I been usin’ two old telephones (I’m still broke, huh, to be honest)
To finally make some money and hit the studio
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise (Noise) (No excuses)
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes (Clothes) (It is what it is)
I’m so broke that I’ve been usin’ two old telephones (Phones)
(You gotta work for what you want)
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh) (You feel me?)
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise (Noise)
I’m so broke that I been wearing the exact same clothes (Clothes) (I’m real live broke)
I’m so broke that I’ve been using two old telephones (Phones)
(Who do you know that tells you “I’m Broke)
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh) (Oh well)
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise (Noise) (It’s all good)
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes (Clothes) (Why)
I’m so broke that I’ve been usin’ two old telephones (Phones) (All love Germain-Blaise)
To finally make some money and hit the studio (Oh)
I’m so broke that I’ll lick that snot of yours from your noise
I’m so broke that I been wearin’ the exact same clothes
I’m so broke that I been usin’ two old telephones
To finally make some money and hit the studio