D-Bo (American rapper) - Sick Of Being Broke lyrics

[Intro:] I can't do this sh**, not another day So sick of being broke [Hook: (D-Bo)] 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** another day [Verse 1: (Trae)] My attitude got me pissed off Everything 'round me f**ed up Why the f** I ain't on? How them n***as 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** damn hot like "b**h 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 n***as in my hood confessing up All my life tryna get me a chick Sitting here broke don't get you respect I'm in the trap but a n***a wanna switch up But if I give it up I can't keep my connect Hustling like my gas slow n***a, 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**h I'm on that same sh** like f** it ain't no new play [Hook:] [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** the world I don't need her 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***as on the block put the Mag down Stand up n***a, never sat down No matter what this sh** 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 sh** Like f** 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]