Lyrics
I'm so tired being broke
These bills they got me stuck
Used to be caught up in the rut
Steady coming up
Trying be counting these bucks
See me coming up
I aint never gave a fuck
Imma run it
Sick of these fake hoes
The money make em wanna love
Dont get caught up
In that hype
This is my advice
And don't be out there in theme streets
Playing with your life
Niggas out here in the streets and they playing life
Playing life yeah they quick to grip the steel tight
Fight or flight
Praying that I make it through the night
Dreaming of coming up it got me through some hard nights
Now my team comin up
Liquor and long nights
Comin up yeah we used to runnin hundreds up
Give it up kick a door
And put your hands up
Live it up
Get that money right
And live it up
Hard life now I'm hoppin in a Bentley truck
Hard life now I'm cruising them long flights
Keep that liquor in my system just to feel right
I remember being broke it just ain't feel right
Now I'm feeling like that nigga and it feel nice
I'm so tired being broke
These bills they got me stuck
Used to be caught up in the rut
Steady coming up
Trying be counting these bucks
See me coming up
I aint never gave a fuck
Imma run it
Sick of these fake hoes
The money make em wanna love
Don't get caught up
In that hype
This is my advice
And don't be out there in theme streets
Playing with your life
Niggas out here in the streets and they playing life
I used pray at night was down to my last dub
Now I'm throwing stacks racks in that bath tub
Let me tell you something nigga I really came from nothing
You in the streets playing with your life you Don't get another one
Hoes be fake they be trying to get your cake
Baby you picked the wrong one cuz this nigga be on one
I'm about them green guys with the blue strips
Lost plenty friends to this game I don't even trip
I came up now I'm laced in that new drip
I pulled up doing the dash in that new whip
Plenty cash off me ass plenty yak to sip
Plenty dro just to blow in that new zip
I'm so tired being broke
These bills they got me stuck
Used to be caught up in the rut
Steady coming up
Trying be counting these bucks
See me coming up
I aint never gave a fuck
Imma run it
Sick of these fake hoes
The money make em wanna love
Don't get caught up
In that hype
This is my advice
And don't be out there in theme streets
Playing with your life
Niggas out here in the streets and they playing life
WRITERS
Nicholus Thomas, Tyree Elliott
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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