I thank the Lord I'm not a broke nigga I'm dope, nigga Change my name, I ain't like average, Joe nigga Up above with my above average, hoe nigga Tight frame with a tight camel, toe nigga I got killers on the front line You on the sideline Follow the guidelines or you be in the skyline Killers on the inside, and on your blindside Shoot you right between your motherfuckin' eyebrows Ooh, kill 'em, it's that Carter 5, let me get 'em I'm feeling like John Gotti Lennon And you gon' respect my mind, and my sign, and my emblem You got money on your mind and we're aiming at your temple Check me out or just be quiet in the library, nigga Or the flowers on your bread gon' be dyin' every winter And as long as I'm alive I'm a financial wizard Long as I can make a dolla outta dime and a nickle Thank the Lord I'm not a broke nigga I get the money, I'm a hustler So if you're buying what I'm selling, you a customer See I can get it to you anywhere, anything But it's point-blank range, when the pistol bang I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up I locked down this end and got it twisted up See I'm a dog, but I LOC, with my locs They say "You are what you smoke" I grew up around dope niggas, uh uh dope niggas I grew up around dope niggas Yea, I grew up around dope niggas and cold killers And most niggas was both, nigga Two sport niggas I was no different from those niggas But I was chose nigga See those niggas saw more in me than these hoes nigga Momma was a go-getter, a coach nigga Taught me everything I know, nigga A soul sister, taught me how to be a goal tender Support system for that bitch, you played her role with ya And those children, I ain't lying, slime All my niggas balling, it's a fucking team sport I could change the world but I done lost the remote All my niggas balling, that's how it's supposed to be, hoe I could change the world, I rather change to beast mode Coke sniffers and dope stickers And most niggas was both, nigga Explode nigga, pop a motherfuckin' cork, nigga To those niggas, 'cause life's too fucking short nigga Get old nigga, I ain't lying Got a gold mirror just to see my goals clearer Be a role player, role model, when you roll with 'em And they say you don't need to be with us, stay on the road nigga That way I wouldn't come to the end of the road with 'em Man, all my niggas targets, that's including me, hoe I could change the world, I rather change the people And definitions 'cause we're defined by our legal roles All your haters fueling, my needle broke Lord I ain't a broke nigga I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga I get the money, I'm a hustler So if you're buying what I'm selling, you a customer See I can get it to you anywhere, anything But it's point-blank range, when the pistol bang (I thank the lord I ain't a broke nigga) I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up I locked down this end and got it twisted up See I'm a dog, but I LOC, with my locs They say "You are what you smoke" I grew up around dope niggas, uh, uh, dope niggas I grew up around dope niggas I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga