In The End We All Die Broke

(Check it) (Woah, ok ok) It was nights that I slept on the floor, Jesus taught me patience I had to relax Makin money but I wanted mo', we all die broke ain't no rushin' for that Like Italians, move like the mob, you a wise guy, "take em to the back" Im on Austin boulevard, hop on 290, take it to the track Funds gotta keep em stashed Pocket watchin' niggas lurk Dark tones, no flash Walk in light 'cause i'm alert 'Raq baby with some class Ain't no stain up on the shirt Face card don't got a blemish on it Hustle honest issa curse Money comin and it's money goin' Make it back 'cause issa perk Do my thing but I don't seek attention, shit like that gon' bring birds Why I try if I know you don't love me, forget trust 'cause it hurt (Woah, forget trust 'cause it hurt) (Forget trust 'cause it hurt, yeah) (Put my feelings in the dirt, yeah) (Hustle honest issa…yeah) Windy in the city baby i'm flown, i'm jus stackin' my pape' First time I got tower views, somethin' told me some shit had to change Rise and shine buts it's night time, watchin' over the city and lake Burnin' tires it's the right time, you can catch me on state Solo dolo at da STK, f*ck up some crab and some steak I'm in a SRT baby, ain't no choice but pick up the pace Dashin' passed so i'm avoidin' the law, you know they dismissin' the case Why you tryna play these games shorty, when you know I ain't into the chase (Know I ain't into the chase) (Know I ain't into…no) (Know I ain't into the chase, woah)