When I roll broke, run out I’m mad at myself 
I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself

When I wake up run out of (?) 
I’m mad at myself
I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself
Walk to my round, walk to my roof 
I thought if I go throw the war I’ll go by you 
Ain’t know you (?) ain’t know you a pie 
Ain’t know about D, but I do know nasty 
Wish you got style? Wish you be with a nigga?
Just doing the buisin’ (?)
Nigga dare like me, dare like me 
But you did what you did 
What it is it’s what it is 
Ery body ain’t me 
Ery body ain’t real 
Ain’t talkin’ to you lady 
What’s good at your hoer?
Can’t switch that on me 
But is all god dog 
Let a nigga without guap, they glad I can swim 
That was to get shit real 

We now are broke and we met that all and get it sense 
I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself

We now are broke and we me
I’m mad at myself
I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself

I remember they told me real nigga they do real thing 
That’s all I do nigga straight up, that’s what I do 
I don’t care about hell, I don’t care about hood 
Ain’t nothin’ you can do 
Just to put me rock 
I’m real with myself 
Stay real with my dog 
What they gonna do?
Do flow with flow 
And forget gonna ride, he gonna ride 
You ain’t gotta tell ‘em
Have a whole room wide(?)
You ain’t gotta bed ‘em 
(?) nigga when they ride nigga I can smell ‘em 
One thang for the state when cut that on and you gonna swim
So how really thought man, how really ain’t, don’t make me nuts 
But ain’t no phone in the roaby got the gun 

When I am broke I met that boy and I’m mad t myself 
 I’m mad at myself
I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself

I show you love, I ask you a damn, I’m mad at myself 
Though you are right but you ain’t right 
I’m mad at myself
I find way too much shit 
I’m mad at myself
I’m mad at myself