Lyrics Diary of a Broke N*gga (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Giddy).lrc Jay Rock
[id: watrcijo]
[ar: Jay Rock]
[al: Black Friday]
[ti: Diary of a Broke N*gga (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Giddy)]
[length: 03:37]
[00:30.81]Look inside the eyes of a broke nigga, see the stress on his face
[00:35.32]Look at his heart, ain’t no love in the place
[00:37.72]What’s on his mind? Murder, money and mayhem
[00:40.90]If he don’t see a dollar, somebody visiting Satan
[00:43.79]He grabbed his gat from under the mattress, he cocked it back
[00:47.26]Then grabbed his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
[00:50.26]Looked in the mirror and said, times is hard
[00:52.84]So hard that he got gray hair on his balls, pause
[00:55.71]In the ghetto, you destined to fall
[00:58.97]That’s why it’s a must that we ball
[01:01.11]That’s why he on the corner
[01:02.82]Lurking, waiting for a motherfucker to slip
[01:05.04]Soon as he see the chance, he taking a risk
[01:07.94]What should you do when this nigga snatch you out of your whip
[01:10.51]Empty out your pockets,
[01:12.26]Then snatch what’s on your neck and your wrist?
[01:14.18]Nothing, cause when the gat in your mouth, so speechless
[01:16.24]Any false move, then your brain’s on the cement
[01:19.36]It gets gutter when niggas starving
[01:22.65]Niggas will run inside your house, kill you on target, heartless
[01:25.99]This is way beyond a cold thriller
[01:29.02]This the diary of a broke nigga
[01:32.06]”Pump, pump” Everybody lay down on the ground
[01:34.87]Give me whatever you got right now
[01:37.85]”Pump, pump” Everybody lay down on the floor
[01:40.66]Give me whatever you got, plus more
[01:43.40](When times is hard, and I’m praying for change
[01:46.27]My funds is low, when I need some change, I’ma…)
[01:49.93]”Pump, pump” Make sure you hide your goods when I come mister
[01:52.80]You’re dealing with the diary of a broke nigga
[01:56.47]It’s been a whole month, he still ain’t seen no paper
[01:58.75]Nigga losing weight every time that he wake up
[02:01.92]Plus, he tired of asking niggas for favors
[02:04.40]Cause when they get mad, they throw it back in his face
[02:07.25]That’s foul, flagrant, this nigga been slaving
[02:10.51]In the spot all week, still ain’t seen no paper
[02:12.97]That’s fucked up, they say don’t bite the hand that feeds you
[02:16.31]But if that hand don’t feed you, where would that leave you?
[02:19.46]Now that the stress come, can’t turn back the hands of time
[02:23.58]Got him thinking back on what he should have done
[02:26.39]First thing on his mind now, get a gun
[02:28.37]Shit, you gotta eat, and you got a son
[02:31.80]And a daughter, now that’s two mouths to feed
[02:35.14]And that money seem far, like miles to reach
[02:38.21]But it’s right there, but his brain cloudy
[02:40.81]Life on the wrong road, can’t reroute it
[02:43.58]Caught that nigga, then showed him what that heater do
[02:47.10]If you don’t feed your wolves, your wolves eat you
[02:50.05]This is way beyond a cold thriller
[02:53.25]This the diary of a broke nigga
[02:56.45]