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letra de rich.broke (ft. puava) - indietherapper

part i

[verse 1: puava]
not rich, but broke, and i had no friends
’cause i had no folks, but i’m glad that end
but still not rich, but broke, don’t need no friends
and i’m still lazy, not woke, should care won’t pretend
ain’t got skinny but fatter, not happy but sadder
my problems ain’t getting flatter, depression occurs when stuff matters
things be going so miserable, got broken to pieces
i mean emotion and physical, can’t say nothing decreases

[chorus: indietherapper]
rich or broke, it don’t matter
we are not here to flatter
we only here to discover
who’s got a rich heart, huh?
but a gold hеart is longed for
i think about those until four am
in the morning, my еyes open
but don’t worry, they’re not broken
i always fix them, look in my eyes
got a determination to rise
you don’t need cash to propel to the top
just keep working, and it’s gon’ be your stop
rich or broke, it don’t matter
yeah, rich or broke, it don’t matter
it don’t matter to me, no it don’t
i’m only here to discover a rich heart
[verse 2: indietherapper]
sometimes i might fl!cker my vision
and next thing i know, i’m fresher
but the fresh fit might bring pressure
so maybe i’d need a division
to separate the bad from the good
but that’s always hard to do
and sometimes that attempt might bring a flood
and bring the fake friends back to you
do they always want you for money
or do they always want you for rep?
is your gold gold like honey
and is it captivating like a trap?
tomcats do not know what they’re yowlin’ about
kittens smell that filthy money all in their snout
hearts made of gold are quite rare to find
harder to find one that’s shiny and bright
harder to find one that gives off some light
and harder to find one that knows we’re alright
wishin’ for sweet people to come back to life
but those types of people are hard to revive
sadly, that’s no more, now evil will thrive
but what did i know? evil is a hivemind
now it feels hopeless and i’m stuck in my room
prayin’ everyday for the sweetness to bloom
went from stuck in a womb, to stuck in a tomb
with money all around me, so all around me is doom
[chorus: indietherapper]
rich or broke, it don’t matter
we are not here to flatter
we only here to discover
who’s got a rich heart, huh?
but a gold heart is longed for
i think about those until four am
in the morning, my eyes open
but don’t worry, they’re not broken
i always fix them, look in my eyes
got a determination to rise
you don’t need cash to propel to the top
just keep working, and it’s gon’ be your stop
rich or broke, it don’t matter
yeah, rich or broke, it don’t matter
it don’t matter to me, no it don’t
i’m only here to discover a rich heart

part ii

[verse 1: indietherapper]
yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
hold up
rich heart full of doom
broke that heart so soon
like it was glass, clean with a broom
and vroom-vroom on the road, crash, die, exclude
ugh, and if i end up broke, it’s my fault
for not listenin’ and bein’ a game developer like my mom said
bein’ a rapper’s risky and i might never even reach your sight
what if i stay here on these sites
on youtube, spotify, soundcloud, and i never get to do a live
performance, and i remain underground, i’m a mole
but that goes both ways as i could stand out from the crowd
however, i don’t got confidence that i’ll ever be found
i’ll remain forever lost, or i’ll temporarily reach new heights
probably will be forever stranded, i’m a pessimist
i’m not a realist, i only expect the worst to come
only sometimes the best comes but then it slips, bruh

- indietherapper

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