Trae Sick Of Being Broke lyrics

Sick Of Being Broke by 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 fucked up, why the fuck I ain’t on?
How the fuck 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 fuck 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, fuck 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 fuck 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