(Prod. By Sani)

[Verse]

Uh, Rich in the mind and spirit

Make a record so loud bet you heaven can hear it

Angels wanna come down party and get cheery

Started out with a smile till she started to get irri'

I guess she on her period

She talking all that bullshit and I ain't tryna hear it

Immature texts on my iPhone appearing I told her delete my # until she learn to get Siri

[Hook] 2x

And this how my morning is

Well good morning bitch

I hope you feeling great

This is my Too Broke Tape

[Verse 2]

I stretched 20 through a whole week getting some food

I think I spent my last 5 on getting to school

It's Friday and now it's time to get up into

Some new shit I call my dude to give me a scoop

He cool shit that's how we grew I picked up the shoes

The new sixes white and blue they he let me use

What a fool not to listen to my shit when it's playing

Competition on nothing but a saying I'm just saying nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I talk to homie yesterday tryna get in the circle

My mans told me if I try it probably won't hurt you

They probably help me out a little but instead It didn't work so

Take the elevator to the first floor

Got off and

Start hating politics in this game

Shot my music to they got some hollow tips in they brain Now I got a lil buzz just to lean on but

I want the glory this is not enough, yup

[Hook]

[Bridge]

And back with some more

How you act up before

Did it on my own now you haters have to ignore my presence felt Hear me knocking on that back of that door boy

Just cop my album when it's on that rack in that store boy