Kferg500 - Poor People Vibes Lyrics

Fergo
Niggas be broke, that ain't ok
My bitch got a girl, I think that she gay
Money come with me like every place
Tryna stack my shit like every way
Not so bad let me set you straight
FTL til my dying day

Yeah, Niggas be broke that ain't ok
My bitch got a girl I think that she gay
Money come with me like every place
Tryna stack my shit like every way
Not so bad let me set you straight
FTL til my dying day

Fergo
Hop in the rover, told em it's over
I feel like drake, finna controlla
Nah I ain't drive, I got a Chauffeur
Don't f*ck up my table, hoe grab a coaster

And I'm calling you now cause I need closure
Couldn't Read your face like you playing poker
Got syrup in my cup so I'm moving slower
She counting favors, think that I owe her

Turn it up

I'm in Miami, I'm on a jet ski
Shordy be lying, tryna impress me
I was just poor, shit was just messy
Now bitch I'm happy, now I be flexing
Money come first, like you say blessing
I just hit saks, I got the dressing
Don't know my move, now they be guessing
Bet they at home, in the house stressing
It wasn't planned, think it was destined
I'm going up, like I'm in heaven
Life be my teacher, learn the most lessons
Married to money, I had a wedding
Foreign my garments, fergo be steppin
Glock in my coat, concealing my weapon

Turn it up
Run up the racks, count up the stacks
Baby was thick, beat from the back
Thought we was coo, still getting taxed
Number nine jeans, black with the wax
I was just broke, not going back
She still a hoe, that's still a fact
But I still need it, where that bitch at

Fergo
Niggas be broke that ain't ok
My bitch got a girl I think that she gay
Money come with me like every place
Tryna stack my stick like every way
Not so bad let me set you straight
FTL til my dying day

Niggas be broke that ain't ok
My bitch got a girl I think that she gay
Money come with me like every place
Tryna stack my stick like every way
Not so bad let me set you straight
FTL til my dying day