Forch Fabalon Broke Lyrics
Broke by Forch Fabalon
[PRE CHORUS]
Exactly one year ago today
I said f*ck everybody, my way
Get down or get O.J.'d
Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way
Now everybody know about it,
Everybody say, everybody talking bout it
So I'm a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess
You know the got damn deal!
[CHORUS]
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
X2
[VERSE ONE]
I swear for god pimp
If one more ni**a testify the caine flip
Or lie bout the bi*ch he wit
But when I see em he look like dog sh*t
How long you gone lie dude
Call him out he had nerve to have and attitude
Oh snake a** ni**a, oh fake, oh cake a** ni**a
We ball, yall don't
We keep a bad bi*ch, yall wont
And please, I don't want to hear your hot 16
Cause all the rapping tend to give a ni**a migraines
Man me want to say things,
Like hey broke ni**a, shut up
You in the presents of playa ni**a get up
Yall be tripping on da sh*t dat I be saying
But I had to let em know I wasn't playing
This Fabalon Fresh!
[PRE CHORUS]
Exactly one year ago today
I said f*ck everybody, my way
Get down or get O.J.'d
Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way
Now everybody know about it,
Everybody say, everybody talking bout it
So I'm a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess
You know the got damn deal!
[CHORUS]
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
X2
[VERSE 2]
Plan A no go, Plan B
Plan B slow mo, Plan C
In other words you can't fade me
I don't know how to lose, ni**a you just lazy
F*ck you pay me, my old sway still trill
Last words to a bi*ch ni**a,
How dat feel,
Cause Fabalon we don't play dat
F*ck crawling on your knees ni**a say dat
Run the play back, repeat this sh*t after me
Death to every weak mother f*cka round me
Or leave me where you found me
You doing what you got to do
It's almost like they like to lose, dats dat weak crew
Ni**a I done told you,
2nd is for suckas!, your attitude is your altitude
Fly f*cka!
Then it's up, up and away,
Then what more can they say, just watch me
It's Fabalon Fresh!
[PRE CHORUS: X1]
[CHORUS: X2]
YEAH
Exactly one year ago today
I said f*ck everybody, my way
Get down or get O.J.'d
Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way
Now everybody know about it,
Everybody say, everybody talking bout it
So I'm a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess
You know the got damn deal!
[CHORUS]
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
X2
[VERSE ONE]
I swear for god pimp
If one more ni**a testify the caine flip
Or lie bout the bi*ch he wit
But when I see em he look like dog sh*t
How long you gone lie dude
Call him out he had nerve to have and attitude
Oh snake a** ni**a, oh fake, oh cake a** ni**a
We ball, yall don't
We keep a bad bi*ch, yall wont
And please, I don't want to hear your hot 16
Cause all the rapping tend to give a ni**a migraines
Man me want to say things,
Like hey broke ni**a, shut up
You in the presents of playa ni**a get up
Yall be tripping on da sh*t dat I be saying
But I had to let em know I wasn't playing
This Fabalon Fresh!
[PRE CHORUS]
Exactly one year ago today
I said f*ck everybody, my way
Get down or get O.J.'d
Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way
Now everybody know about it,
Everybody say, everybody talking bout it
So I'm a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess
You know the got damn deal!
[CHORUS]
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
Broke ni**a say nothing man!
Broke ni**a say nothing!
X2
[VERSE 2]
Plan A no go, Plan B
Plan B slow mo, Plan C
In other words you can't fade me
I don't know how to lose, ni**a you just lazy
F*ck you pay me, my old sway still trill
Last words to a bi*ch ni**a,
How dat feel,
Cause Fabalon we don't play dat
F*ck crawling on your knees ni**a say dat
Run the play back, repeat this sh*t after me
Death to every weak mother f*cka round me
Or leave me where you found me
You doing what you got to do
It's almost like they like to lose, dats dat weak crew
Ni**a I done told you,
2nd is for suckas!, your attitude is your altitude
Fly f*cka!
Then it's up, up and away,
Then what more can they say, just watch me
It's Fabalon Fresh!
[PRE CHORUS: X1]
[CHORUS: X2]
YEAH