Ugly or Broke

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Tymonie & Rico Rio

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This shit a bop
Only two days left until it's 2023, last year I took an L and turned it to an LLC
Guess that shit was meant to be
Only two days left until it's 2023, last year I took an L and turned it to a LLC
Real shit was everything that happened in between
Average niggas never understand what I mean
Had to mature enough and learn that nothing is as it seems
You'll get white girl wasted off my champagne dreams, so baby buckle up
Knuck if you buck man let me knuckle up
Ain't laugh, ain't even let a chuckle up
Know my granny proud of me
Airheads stay tryna get high with me
Lotta ducks say they wanna fly with me
You must be on quack, get it
This shit is real dog, me and Tymonie since we was lil dog
I O Yella'd the B, I had to kill dog
Circle full of vets man, I'm basically an ill dog
Damn, I got to chill dog
DJ what it feel like, waking up to whatever you feel like
Niggas make-believe but we out here living in real life
Seriously, no for real
Niggas make-believe but we out here living in real life
You can switch yo mind up, talk shit, say what you want
It's just two things you can't call me, ugly or broke
Silence for the real shit I spoke
Sleeping on me but all of my real ones stay woke
It makes sense now, who my fam who my friends now
Some got in my head before now they rinsed out
Lined up, black man, my shit don't thin out
Either you here or with them now
Can't speak for them but I know who's on my side
Watch ya step we swim in high tides
If you drown my hand ain't out for no high fives
I like white tees but y'all rather see ty die
I gave em laughter, cuz it's funny to me
How my successes just seem to trouble your peace
Tripping and falling since you first stumbled upon me
Cuz you big mad my cookies never crumble on E or when my tank full
I'm tryna grind until I return my family's investments in me
And look back, like my bank full
It takes time just to shine earn my Grammys and my checks like routine
By God's plan I'm so thankful
Bow my head close my eyes at the table
Tryna speak graceful all my haters so shameful
They keep one open eyeing me tryna reach
But I'm faithful I still got a plate full
You can switch yo mind up, talk shit, say what you want
It's just two things you can't call me, ugly or broke
Silence for the real shit I spoke
Sleeping on me but all of my real ones stay woke
It makes sense now, who my fam who my friends now
Some got in my head before now they rinsed out
Lined up, black man, my shit don't thin out
Either you here or with them now

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