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I'm Poor Video (MV)




Performed By: Bknott & Jasen
Length: 2:57
Written by: Brandon Knott, Jasen Clevand




Bknott & Jasen - I'm Poor Lyrics




Besides uh... cook (Bitch)
This all i do (Stop cappin')
Aye
Say he got money
Nigga say he got money indeed
Baby i got what ya need

I'm poor, It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
All you got's a pinch, I'm the shit, I'm more
Wealth in my soul, you for everybody, whore
Finna spread my wings, f*ck this state, I gotta soar
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
Baby speaking Spanish like her mama named her Dora
Ten in the morning, she be beating on my door
Tell him she at work, she ain't even employed
Pulled up at her work, she don't work there no more
I can't stand a female think she stuntin' Michael Kors
Baby be real witcha self, your poor
Had to be real with myself, I'm poor
It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I'm poor, once i finally admitted that I got more
F*ck what's in your bank account, nigga restore
Ya spirit make that gold shine lying bitch, roar

I never been poor but I want more
Never been rich closer to poor
Living my I must report
People with money kill themselves more
I've seen before and I'm stating facts
I'm getting them racks I envision that
My visions and dreams
Every thought matter
I only think about I manifest
I'm dicking her down on some loose sheets
I never sick of those pipe dreams
I let my soul glow like it's hair sheen
Controlling the beat like its Mike Dean
Most of these nigga they be demotic
I look at these niggas and see red
I'm getting more love from then from Satan
They loving you hard when you down
Then when you is up they is hating
I came in that bitch on the bitch on the mainland
You hating right now but you be a fan
I step out the womb and I've been made
And peeling right off like a band-aid
My word is bond like a caption
Scooter told me I was captain
Clearing the land and the passage
Sonning these niggas they bastards
Your actions are good but ain't matching
Blood sweat and tears for the money
That money get wet that's a rain check
I got me hoes like I'm Sheck Wes
Before I get money and I get respect
I'm putting in work and that mileage
Drinking that wine out the challis
It is my time I want more
I stayed afloat
I ain't been ashore
I ain't rich with money
But I still ain't poor

I'm poor, It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
All you got's a pinch, I'm the shit, I'm more
Wealth in my soul, you for everybody, whore
Finna spread my wings, f*ck this state, I gotta soar
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
Baby speaking Spanish like her mama named her Dora
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Besides uh... cook (Bitch)
This all i do (Stop cappin')
Aye
Say he got money
Nigga say he got money indeed
Baby i got what ya need

I'm poor, It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
All you got's a pinch, I'm the shit, I'm more
Wealth in my soul, you for everybody, whore
Finna spread my wings, f*ck this state, I gotta soar
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
Baby speaking Spanish like her mama named her Dora
Ten in the morning, she be beating on my door
Tell him she at work, she ain't even employed
Pulled up at her work, she don't work there no more
I can't stand a female think she stuntin' Michael Kors
Baby be real witcha self, your poor
Had to be real with myself, I'm poor
It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I'm poor, once i finally admitted that I got more
F*ck what's in your bank account, nigga restore
Ya spirit make that gold shine lying bitch, roar

I never been poor but I want more
Never been rich closer to poor
Living my I must report
People with money kill themselves more
I've seen before and I'm stating facts
I'm getting them racks I envision that
My visions and dreams
Every thought matter
I only think about I manifest
I'm dicking her down on some loose sheets
I never sick of those pipe dreams
I let my soul glow like it's hair sheen
Controlling the beat like its Mike Dean
Most of these nigga they be demotic
I look at these niggas and see red
I'm getting more love from then from Satan
They loving you hard when you down
Then when you is up they is hating
I came in that bitch on the bitch on the mainland
You hating right now but you be a fan
I step out the womb and I've been made
And peeling right off like a band-aid
My word is bond like a caption
Scooter told me I was captain
Clearing the land and the passage
Sonning these niggas they bastards
Your actions are good but ain't matching
Blood sweat and tears for the money
That money get wet that's a rain check
I got me hoes like I'm Sheck Wes
Before I get money and I get respect
I'm putting in work and that mileage
Drinking that wine out the challis
It is my time I want more
I stayed afloat
I ain't been ashore
I ain't rich with money
But I still ain't poor

I'm poor, It's a lot of f*ckin' shit I can't afford
F*ck a nigga tryna act rich, that's boring
Tell it like it is, f*ck opinions, I pour
Vodka, I ain't awkward, ain't on lean, this ain't a 4
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
All you got's a pinch, I'm the shit, I'm more
Wealth in my soul, you for everybody, whore
Finna spread my wings, f*ck this state, I gotta soar
I just took a rich nigga bitch, I scored
Baby speaking Spanish like her mama named her Dora
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Writer: Brandon Knott, Jasen Clevand
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