Ab-Soul - Bankrupt lyrics

When the chips are down, the funds are low
And nobody's around to pull you
Out of this hole can you hold your own?
If you ain't got a dollar to
Your name can you maintain?
Can you hold your own when
The going gets tough? The tough get going

Starving artist, rib-cage showing
Give me the loot or give a semi to shoot
Then after, pass the Absolut
I'm trying to hit a lick
Probably knock out your tooth
I'm fully equipped with a
Fully negative dick
Finna get a nickel for every
Cent if that makes sense
Uh, head shot, you're dead Ock
If feds knock alibi is I was on Ed’s block
You niggas ain't ready for me
To get into mischief grimy with it I hope
The motherfucking disk skip
What?! You niggas think you better than me?
Cause you got more cheddar than me? Huh?
You ain't a spitter cause you got
A lot of followers on twitter
My body of work would
Probably embody your Godzilla
I ain't a jerk, I'm an asshole
An I don't wanna hear you
Rap unless your cash flowing

When the chips are down, the funds are low
And nobody's around to pull you
Out of this hole can you hold your own?
If you ain't got a dollar to
Your name can you maintain?
Can you hold you own when
The going gets tough? The tough get going

Shit, and I'm a mad muthafucka
With a loaded clip do the math muthafucka!
Thats 15 bullets in a nine
And one in the chamber
Hit you right between the eyes
And even if you live you can't defy the odds
Catch you while you're checking your safe
SUPRISE!
Oh, you thought I was playing with you?
Your man look sleepy so he
Gon be laying with you
I should've told you muthafuckas
Straight from the start got the flame
If I aim it'll burn you to ashes
Got the blunt rolled all I need is a spark
And watch the paramedic roll up with elastic
Stretcher carry your ass they'll
Bury you fast
You venereal and a dick head, how bout that?
Blowing more O's than a Cheerio cereal bag
Serial killa for the skrilla maniac
And like when the camera take
A picture I'm finna snap
Your fucking head off your neck
Then reattach it back
Brainacs get they mind blown
Can't have a migrane when your mind gone

When the chips are down, the funds are low
And nobody's around to pull you
Out of this hole can you hold your own?
If you ain't got a dollar to
Your name can you maintain?
Can you hold you own when
The going gets tough? The tough get going

Down to my last and my ship is sinking fast
I ain't looking for the sympathy
I'm looking for the cash
I ain't looking for my enemy but if he in
The way I put the pistol in his mouth
Let him get a taste fore you eat say grace
You know I'm coming with the blammer
Not to shoot
Just to use it to beat you like a case
What's the root of all evil?
A baker said the cake
Gardner said the green, you know what I mean?
I'm sick of digging in my
Pocket for nickels and dimes
Somethings got to change or
I'm resorting to crime
P95 in my palm 45 in my waist
You got a diamond? Run it or nobody's safe
Bill Gates is rich and Ab-Soul is poor
I'll rob his old ass from his head to toe
And as a matter of fact I'm
Finna blow a bank up
Mindstate of a nigga that went bankrupt!