Album
Broke Ass Bitch
20. 6. 2021
I am tired
Of trying
I’ve got no fire
I’m empty and dying
I guess I’ll simply lay in my bed
And start overthinking
I don’t want to finish the projects I have
I turn to drinking
I work my ass off
But for what?
I feel like an asshole
I need to stop
To wear my heart on my sleeve
Nobody cares, nobody wants
The things that I give, the facts that I know
All that I do is not enough
I’m done working my ass off
Broke ass bitch is who I am
Broke ass bitch’s my second name
I sleep in my palace
Of cigarette butts
And I’ve got no money
It’s driving me nuts
Cause If I got your attention
I’d be the thing that you want
Brand new invention
New James Bond
But I’m too tired
And it’s not just about the money
It’s about the attitude they have
They treat me as a joke
They don’t care ‘bout who I am
Maybe it’s cause I’m too expensive
Maybe it’s cause they can’t afford
Me
Broke ass bitch is who I am
Broke ass bitch is my second name