Freddie Gibbs, Scarface - Broken lyrics

Yeah, Allah the merciful, the beneficent
Curse over blessing, pray it be heaven sent
Forgive me, my dirty deeds was desperate
Fuck the government, I got my own deficit
Death to me the only thing that's definite
Money rule the world
But when you dead that shit's irrelevant
Fingers numb from coka selling, no vote
But out for presidents granny found my dope
I told her I would stop for selling it
Nigga please - she knew I was
Lying before I even spoke it
Empty promises left them all broken
She said "Jamel
I can tell your perspective out of focus
You too obsessed with the liquor
Bitches and weed smoking"
A young nigga that's been thugging
Since the old days
Promise I've done seen everything
But old age pray my demons never catch up
From my old ways keep the heat cause I was
Going through a cold phase

Keep the heat cause I was
Going through a cold phase
Promise I've done seen everything
But old age

Surviving off cold cuts and cold Spam
Can't see eye to eye with my old man
Hiding my insecurities with this gang flag
We both despise the police
But he wore the same badge
And as I child I admired that
Now I wonder how he was a pig
But you was barely making 20 thou
I guess that's why you put me
On that lick for 20 pounds
A life of crime is all we
Ever shared from then to now
And I'm a crook and you crooked
That's all we got in common
He chucked the deuce to my mama
So much for family bonding
But how could something so destined
To be just get demolished?
Running through groupies and boppers
I guess I got it honest
And honestly I know I'm out here fucking up
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts
And seven bucks an hour wasn't good enough
Cause seven days a week I'm living in a rush

Seven days a week I'm living in a rush
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts

And the money was the root
To what the evil is
It's mandatory for me to live
I hustle harder than the next dude
Remember, everybody is out to get you
Niggas don't respect to live and let live
So I pack a 40 caliber
Cause that's how shit is
Out here, no fear, fuck feelings
Trigger man rule
That's the art of drug dealing
I'm trying to stack my money to the ceiling
No new friends
Don't wanna talk about old business
Sex on the beach, sipping Guinness
With a bitch so thick she can't take no dick
Imagine working grave yard shifts
Bossman steady talking that shit
A million a day is for minimum wage
Work a nigga like a slave 'til
He put him in his grave
Frail moments, same page

Seven days a week I'm living in a rush
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts