[Dave East & DJ Holiday]
Goin´ back to being broke
I had roaches in my crib God bless
Holiday season
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke (not me, not me)

I ain´t goin´ back to being broke (not me, not me)

[Dave East]
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
I had roaches in my crib, sticks and seeds all in my smoke
I had niggas jealous of me ´fore I ever had to gloat
Eviction notice on the door, my bed was on the floor
Oh lord, I ain´t going back to being broke
Wake up, going trap was all we know
Make a couple racks, go get some more
Break it down and vacuum seal the smoke

[Dave East]
Woke up, snatched my pistol out the couch

Niggas just robbed the connect
Get your shit, we gotta bounce
We was almost grabbing P´s
We was gettin´ it by the ounce
So, I took a trip down south
We put up enough to get a house
Shit got hot and we got out
Back up top, I need a block
[??] get cooked, just need a pot
You say you got work, I don´t need it now
I´m in a drop and I´m speedin´ (skrt)
Talking police, I don´t see them now
I got the Glock for no reason (no reason)
It´s hard to tell who be scheming now
I ain´t going back to selling smoke
I ain´t going back to selling pills
Loaded weapon in my coat
Now I´m somewhere in the hills

Private jet, Givenchy clothes
Need some Fronto, I could roll
Shit, I´m counting, got me cold (ice cold)

[Dave East]
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
I had roaches in my crib, sticks and seeds all in my smoke
I had niggas jealous of me ´fore I ever had to gloat
Eviction notice on the door, my bed was on the floor
Oh lord, I ain´t going back to being broke
Wake up, going trap was all we know
Make a couple racks, Holiday Season go get some more
Break it down and vacuum seal the smoke

[Trouble]
Ayy, I bought them in the back, the slums is where I come from
Rats and roaches, Henny toasting ease the pain to keep calm
I picked up the pistol before I ever seen a pack
Turned up by the streets then I went turned out the snakes
How deep is that, I´ma tell ya
Pop was always in and out, same way as my trap, yeah
Doors swinging, niggas banging, that .40 still on my lap, don´t need your hoe
Put family first and be about your paper
Never thought you´d see my bloods united, thugging with all these neighbours
We´re talking crips, real drip
Whenever you see Scoob, I´m talking [??]

Will I ever go back back, what I´m used to, I was so broke
Roam at home, I had shit by my lonely on it
If I was born in slave days, they had to store me, I´m so rebellious
Fuck niggas jealous, they always have been, I´ma tell you
My nigga, I´m telling you
I don´t fuck with has-beens, I save ya
Young nigga save ya
Anything we have been, when beef, I bring all the flame
I guess I´m trapping no failure
And when I save ya, you can ask my best friend, I´m ridin´
On [??], John Gotti henchmen
I was slipping, I was falling but a nigga got the fuck up

Thank you god, for my hard times and God it´s all love

[ DJ Holiday & Dave East]
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
32 Entertainment
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
Comission
Lord, I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
A Life Team
I ain´t goin´ back to being broke
It was our pleasure
Karma 2!
Love, I swear to god this shit don´t get old
Go get them bags, nigga, haha-ha-ha