Preezie J - Broke Boys Lyrics

Hail them;
Broke boys on G
Boys with nothing but dreams
Locked up in the room but they steady on keys
Only go out just to get some weed
Broke on streets
Got some Tees
One cap, one sandal, and some jeans
Hopping on buses just to make some cheese
‘Cause man’s gotta smoke some trees
And man can’t stop until
Mama’s proud and his dreams turn real
Even after that man’s not gon’ chill
‘Cause man can’t get enough cheese
For real
So many things their eyes don see
Big girls wash dem like laundry
So dem “jo soapy” or fight konji
Boys wey no dey rest rest rest
Like cardi b dem dey press press press
Dey hustle make the pepper rest
Dey on their kpoly with ref ref ref
And their eyes dey red red red
Broke boys all about they check check check
When money come dem go flex flex flex
Carry olosho leg spread spread spread
Broke boys wey no go school ‘cause dem no go money to read
Or maybe their brain no carry am, that be why dem dey street dey hustle for something to eat
Boys wey dey work one day on, one day off, or 9-5, you know all the boring routine
And when small money reach their hand, them gather their niggaz together find something to drink
Shoutout to the broke boys
Dem no dey hear go come
Hundred percent giran, zero joy
Like a Reverend Father they give no fucks
Don’t give a fuck how the dough comes
Screaming “opor” when the account dey red
Tell you “enu gbe” when the account dey gbem
Boys, only God can save them
Broke boys we no go shout Amen?
So help me hail that;
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You get shishi for your hands? No
But you’re never letting the pants go
Switcher, switcher
Switching up like it’s time zones
Changing the girls like your past clothes
Just ‘cause you got all they passcodes
To my broke niggaz
Struggling in school but still dope niggaz
Use your pocket money smoke shisha
Carry Henrietta go dinner
To my broke niggaz wey dey keep up the fresh
No dey resume when the semester fresh
Make hunger no too blow before semester end
Cover all the brokeness under the dreads
Broke niggaz wey no too dey go class
Make all their clothes no go cast
But still na dem borrow pass
And if result come dem go pass
Of course you should know they so smart
Broke niggaz with they shades on
Broke niggaz they the playboys
Broke ass niggaz wey dey play love
Carry earpiece but dem no dey play song
Shoutout to the broke boys on lowkey
Spending every night dreaming big but they still get no sleep
Fuvk other bitches with condom but they main bitch dem go blow skin
Form fresh like tomtom meanwhile hunger dey blow dem like cold breeze
And the hustle don turn dem to grown men
Small boys wey dey grow beards
‘Cause pepper never rest so there’s no rest
Who motivational quote help?
So broke boy do your own thing
High on that hustle but low sin
So those wey tell you say you no reach
Make them watch you as you grow rich

Hail them;
Broke boys on G
Boys with nothing but dreams
Locked up in the room but they steady on keys
Only go out just to get some weed
Broke on streets
Got some Tees
One cap, one sandal, and some jeans
Hopping on buses just to make some cheese
‘Cause man’s gotta smoke some trees
And man can’t stop until
Mama’s proud and his dreams turn real
Even after that man’s not gon’ chill
‘Cause man can’t get enough cheese
For real
So many things their eyes don see
Big girls wash dem like laundry
So dem “jo soapy” or fight konji
Boys wey no dey rest rest rest
Like cardi b dem dey press press press
Dey hustle make the pepper rest
Dey on their kpoly with ref ref ref
And their eyes dey red red red
Broke boys all about they check check check
When money come dem go flex flex flex
Carry olosho leg spread spread spread
Broke boys wey no go school ‘cause dem no go money to read
Or maybe their brain no carry am, that be why dem dey street dey hustle for something to eat
Boys wey dey work one day on, one day off, or 9-5, you know all the boring routine
And when small money reach their hand, them gather their niggaz together find something to drink
Shoutout to the broke boys
Dem no dey hear go come
Hundred percent giran, zero joy
Like a Reverend Father they give no fucks
Don’t give a fuck how the dough comes
Screaming “opor” when the account dey red
Tell you “enu gbe” when the account dey gbem
Boys, only God can save them
Broke boys we no go shout Amen?
So help me hail that;
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You get shishi for your hands? No
But you’re never letting the pants go
Switcher, switcher
Switching up like it’s time zones
Changing the girls like your past clothes
Just ‘cause you got all they passcodes
To my broke niggaz
Struggling in school but still dope niggaz
Use your pocket money smoke shisha
Carry Henrietta go dinner
To my broke niggaz wey dey keep up the fresh
No dey resume when the semester fresh
Make hunger no too blow before semester end
Cover all the brokeness under the dreads
Broke niggaz wey no too dey go class
Make all their clothes no go cast
But still na dem borrow pass
And if result come dem go pass
Of course you should know they so smart
Broke niggaz with they shades on
Broke niggaz they the playboys
Broke ass niggaz wey dey play love
Carry earpiece but dem no dey play song
Shoutout to the broke boys on lowkey
Spending every night dreaming big but they still get no sleep
Fuvk other bitches with condom but they main bitch dem go blow skin
Form fresh like tomtom meanwhile hunger dey blow dem like cold breeze
And the hustle don turn dem to grown men
Small boys wey dey grow beards
‘Cause pepper never rest so there’s no rest
Who motivational quote help?
So broke boy do your own thing
High on that hustle but low sin
So those wey tell you say you no reach
Make them watch you as you grow rich