trae tha truth - sick of being broke lyrics
[intro:]
i can’t do this sh-t, 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 sh-t another day[verse 1:]
my att-tude got me p-ssed off
everything ’round me f-cked up
why the f-ck i ain’t on?
how the f-ck them n-gg-s lucked up?
this fake eyed guy just fell down
i still ain’t put the scale down
i’m sick of seeing broke
this sh-t d-mn hot like “b-tch i’m h-llbound”
no sleep and i get no resting up
i’m so close but i keep on messing up
i’m holding on but i feel like i’m blasting up
too many n-gg-s in my hood confessing up
all my life tryna get me a chick
sittin here broke don’t get you respect
i’m in the trap but a n-gg- wanna switch up
but if i give it up i can’t keep my connect
hustling like my gas slow
n-gg-, i said my cash low
bills ain’t take no break
so you know where that cash go
i’m somewhere in my old hood
thinking of a new day
yea b-tch i’m on that same sh-t 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 sh-t another day[verse 2:]
sick of waking up cold nights
ain’t got location seeda
if i fail i’m strapped with this heater
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 back down
and i know that it gotta be another way to have my lil n-gg-s on the block put the mag down
stand up n-gg-, never sat down
no matter what this sh-t is i don’t back down
every day i’m in the gutter all black down
throw’d bits in the cr-p 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 sh-t
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 sh-t another day
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