[Verse 1: Rakeem Miles] [?], mama said stop givin' all you have, you ain't got shit I gave a dollar, gave a dollar, never received, never gave the option But bless her heart, from the start, she was there, I owe her everything Big crib, diamond rings, this my last year of being broke All applaud, all applaud, let me show you niggas how to floss Makin' moves, makin' plays, I'd just rather pass it off And show you niggas how to do it, or I could leave 'em lost Okay, okay, let me leave 'em lost
[Chorus: Rakeem Miles] This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' broke
[Verse 2: Rakeem Miles] I tend to get it off the muscle, I tend to light up in the function Yeah, I see you niggas shook, don't ever try to overlook I bet I be the main focus, its me and you Its do or die, I'll never lie, I'll never lie Its my moment, I had to try, and all the time They done doubted, now a nigga got the reign Put some food on my plate, saucy nigga with the steak You done let me get comfortable, nigga feelin' like a Huxtable Gotcha niggas where I wanted you, hope you know that I'm comin' for you
[Chorus: Rakeem Miles] This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' broke This my last year of bein' brokeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
