Trae Sick Of Being Broke Lyrics

Featuring D-Bo & DJ Scream

[Intro]
I can’t do this shit, not another day
So sick of being broke

[Hook]
In the morning I wake up, I’m tryna get a check up
I’m Sick of being broke (I’m so sick of being broke)
In the trap all day, studio all night
I’m tired of seeing dough
I know it gotta be another way, ‘nother way
It gotta be another way, ‘nother way
It gotta be another way, ‘nother way
I know it gotta be another way
‘Cause I can’t do this shit another day

[Verse 1]
In my head the 2 got me pissed off
Everything ‘bout me f*cked up, why the f*ck I ain’t on?
How the f*ck them niggas locked up?
This fake eyed guy just fell down
I still ain’t put the skill down
I’m sick of seeing, broke this shit
Damn hot like “bitch I’m hellbound”
No sleep and I get no resting nah
I’m so close but I keep on messing up
I’m holding on but I feel like I’m blasting up
Too many niggas in my hood confessing up
All my life tryna get me a chick
Sitting here broke, don’t get through to speak
I’m in the trap but a nigga wanna switch up
But if I give it up I can’t keep my connect
Hustling like my gas slow
Nigga, I said my cash low
Bills ain’t to go break it
So you know where that cash go
I’m somewhere in my old hood
Thinking of a new day
Yea bitch I’m on that same shit like f*ck it ain’t no new play

[Hook]
In the morning I wake up, I’m tryna get a check up
I’m Sick of being broke (I’m so sick of being broke)
In the trap all day, studio all night
I’m tired of seeing dough
I know it gotta be another way, ‘nother way
It gotta be another way, ‘nother way It gotta be another way, ‘nother way
I know it gotta be another way
‘Cause I can’t do this shit another day

[Verse 2]
Sick of waking up cold nights
Ain’t got location seeda
If i fail I will drop with this here though
Yea now, f*ck the world I don’t need ‘er
I’m in the studio ‘til the sun kicks up
I’m in the trap ‘til sun fall bagged out
And I know that it gotta be another way to have my lil niggas, put the Mag
down
Let’s stand up, nigga never sit down
No matter what this shit is I don’t back down
Every day I’m in the gutter all black down
Throw’d bits in the crap getting picked down
Got kids that I gotta make it for
Hard to rap when you stack your paper flow
Then at nights I don’t know what I’m gonna do
Guess it all depends what’s makin’ more
Down to my last cents, yea being broke so past tense
Strikin’ it, tryna flip shit
Like f*ck it, where my last whip?
Every day I wake up
I’m tryna get this cake up
I’m married to the streets
If she don’t pay then we gon break up

[Hook x2]
In the morning I wake up, I’m tryna get a check up
I’m Sick of being broke (I’m so sick of being broke)
In the trap all day, studio all night
I’m tired of seeing dough
I know it gotta be another way, ‘nother way
It gotta be another way, ‘nother way
It gotta be another way, ‘nother way
I know it gotta be another way
‘Cause I can’t do this shit another day