I'm tired*

Can't go back to being broke

On my brain that's all I know/

I'm just gone stack and smoke this dro

I could never sell my soul/

Cuz I'm so.... I'm so tired/

Of the fakes one they let slide

That will tell me everything except the real shit that I desire/

And to the real ones that inspire

That's barely made it cross the wire/

Put yo hands up in the sky

And let me know that we tired/

Music was made to inspire

Why we ain't getting no higher/

Im just flickin this lighter

Tryna start up a fire/

Tryna start up a choir

That's gone sing with they soul/

Tryna wake my ppl up

Cause I done been lost before/

Yea I done been sleep before

That shit just made me get tired/

Next thing u I'm know I'm inspired

To teach my folks to get higher/

We got no hope and no pride

Cause we still joking inside/

That leave you open inside

Then they fill u with slime/

Materials got u blind

The fear in you never died/

The kid in you still alive

But the man in u never tried/

What does it mean to be alive

Is it bout green or just the time /

The minor things will have u blind

The finer things are from inside/

Lose sight for things that make u blind

And fight for things that's on your mind/

Know what your purpose is in hlife

And get to working on your grind/

All the hurtin heal with time

Just keep workin you'll be fine /

All this purpn got me tired

Time to read between the lines/

V2

Ol jive ass **** what u know

**** coming from the bottom of the o/

**** from Cincinnati

And a young **** aggy Cause my city out here Spazzing losing hope/

I'm just tryna break the mold

Tryna change the globe with my words smoking urb fuck the lies that u sold/

Got my eyes on the gold

Melanin **** I think I'm chose/

To expose and put shame in

You **** who took control

Playing roles now they angling **** up in a scope/

Can't be like none of you ****

Keep yo head up **** make these motherfuckas suffer

Ugh im in th chevy burning rubber like

Cant go back to being broke

On my brain thats all i know

Ima stack and smoke these o's

I could never sell my soul cuz

Man im so

Man im so fucking tired

Man im so

Man im so fucking tired

To the real ones that inspire

That's barely made it cross the wire/

Put yo hands up in the sky

And let me know that we tired cuz

Man im so

Man im so fucking tired

Man im so

Man im so fucking tired