The landlady takes me up in the air I go, I go where I would not dare The landlady shows me the stars up there I'm weightless, weightless when she is there And I'll never know, never know what starving poets meant 'Cause when I was broke, it was you that

Love so willingly (Kelly/Mann) I never liked a bleeding heart But a bleeding heart's what I've become With a broken funny bone And a rubber crutch to lean upon How can I turn from this mistake? How can I bend? I know you'll break When you love so

Grind with my brothers 'til we make it out the sticks You a broke nigga, prolly switch up for a bitch I was in the game, you was sittin' on the bench Chillin' with my woes like we came up from the six I don't fuck with girls that be all up in the mix

That's just like you to tell me I've nothing to fear Now it's easy for me to see It couldn't be that easy It'd have to be much harder You baby were like the sky You held me up to let me fly I am a broken house I'm holding on to broken vows

Ain't giving up on you Oh, oh, oh, ain't giving up on you Ain't giving up on you, ain't giving up on you And when the world is not enough Feeling empty, feeling used It's like we're running off fumes A little broken, confused But one thing I know for sure

Now I'm broken See down in my heart I gave it a hunet and one percent all the time Thinking that I Could live out these eh-ep-si-si-isodes No reruns suppose Thought you were my star Thought you were the moon But since you come down here

Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs Ayo, this one nigga that roll up that smoke When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again) I keep the hammer on side of me Ayy ayy step back motherfucker, watch out! La la

La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My momama always said, "Girl, you're trouble" and And now I wonder, could you

Now I'm like "Mum, buy a hundred bags" No more broken promises, I swear Mummy ain't never seen a hundred bags I need you to know that your son's got your back No more broken promises And we all know growing up in London's mad So let 'em all know that my

If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Real rich nigga sex) If you know your pussy worth a Benz truck Don't let homie fuck unless his bands up Go to DR, get that fat transfer It ain't such a thing as broke and handsome Full blown, run rich, Brinx