[Verse 1]
Look inside the eyes of a broke [bad word] 
See the stress on his face
Look at his heart, ain't no love in the place
What's on his mind?--murder, money and mayhem
If he don't see a dollar somebody visiting Satan
He grabbed his gat from under the mattress, he [bad word] it back
Then grabbed his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
Looked in the mirror said, "times is hard"
So hard that he got gray hair on his balls---pause
In the ghetto, you destined to fall
That's why it's a must that we ball
That's why he on the corner lurkin', waitin' for a [bad word] to slip
Soon as he see the chance, he takin' the risk
What should you do, when this [bad word] snatch you out of your whip
Empty out your pockets then snatch what's on your neck and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz when the gat in ya mouth, so speechless
Any false move and ya brains on the CE-ment
It gets gutter, when niggas starvin'
Niggas [bad word] inside ya house, kill you on target--heartless
This is way beyond a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke [bad word] 

[Hook]
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the ground
Give me whatever you got right now
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got plus more
When times is hard and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low when I need some change
 [bad word] [bad word] Make sure you hide your goods when [bad word] mista
Ya dealin' with the diary of a broke [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
It's been a whole month he still ain't see no paper
 [bad word] losin' weight every time that he wake up
Plus, he tired of askin' niggas for favors
Cuz when they got mad they throw it back in his face
That's foul, flagrant this [bad word] been slavin'
In the spot all week still ain't see no paper that's [bad word] up
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you but if that hand don't feed you where would that leave you?
Now that the [bad word] 
Can't turn back the hands of time
Got him thinkin' back on what he should've done
First thing on his mind now get a gun
 [bad word] you gotta eat, and you got a son
And a daughter, now that's two mouths to feed
And that money seems far like miles to reach
But it's right there
But it's bright and cloudy
Life on the wrong road can't reroute it
Caught the [bad word]  and showed him what that heat will do
If you don't feed your wolves your wolves eat you
This is way beyond a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke [bad word] 

[Hook]
 [bad word] [bad word] 
Everybody lay down on the ground
Give me whatever you got right now
 [bad word] [bad word] 
Everybody lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got plus more
When times is hard and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low when I need some change
 [bad word] [bad word] Make sure you hide your goods when [bad word] mista
Ya dealin' with the diary of a broke [bad word]