Yeah Yeah, Sick, sick of that -same-old-list

Sick of it sick of it sick of it sick of it

And Sick, of this whole-damn-thing,

Sit with this sick of it sick of it sick of it,

Less treble on my kick,

It ain’t gotta be loud they still know who I is,

Yeah

I said, less treble on that kick,

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit

Only thing that even mattered is they hear my shit my shit

Less treble on my kick, they ain’t heard me before they gon hear my shit,

They gon hear me spit they gon wanna walk talk and ball like this,

they gon try ditch a quart in court like this

But it’s fine we stored all our quarts in the hill,

Heaviest steppers ain’t always heaviest checkers and if you got it going on they gon take it my bredda I go

Gram for gram, & I don’t mean pictures,

No band for bands it’s Melbourne you bitches,

thick jackets, trapping and fucken ill shit

I said less treble on that kick are you listening?

I let my voice cut through cause that’s all I got,

My blood pressure low I put my blood in this song,

Fuck a beat fuck your boy and fuck, hip hop,

Can you feel my fingers bleed writing this song!

Bleed bleed everyday im lethargic,

Why you think they call me dizzey cause im passing,

out anywhere after songs getting blasted,

After the studio I’m feeling kinda car sick.

And I didn’t even head there in a car,

Limozense chaufer they tell me I’m a star,

3 girls in the back they stay waiting for me bruh, yet I couldn’t give a toss cause this life getting hard so I passs

pass out,

never talk about this life im a soldier no doubt,

But the night times are stressed and the daytimes are loud they try picking up a pen im just trying to put it down, now

I Smoke loud,

Please quiet down everybody in the crowd,

I understand your excited for the sound,

But there’s a lot of shit that goes into this crown, OW

Their heads, killed up with toxins,

My head just filled up with boss shit,

Their wet, and smacked of suboxone

My legacy’s not taking their losses,

Even if it’s clear as day, I won’t cop it,

My mentality while navigating moshpits,

I have empathy but if your looking off it,

I ain’t your father **** I won’t tell you stop it.

Ill stay filthy on a beat, if it kills me,

Like cheap GHB made underneath sinks,

Everybody high as fuck it’s beneath me,

And trust me G, you ain’t gonna reach me.

Cause I trade way, way up high,

I ain’t got no stocks or bonds or peice of the pie but one thing I’ll always have is the peace when I die cause I lined up my life for positions where my life gon provide.

Less treble on my kick,

It ain’t gotta be loud they still know who I is,

Yeah

I said, less treble on that kick,

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit my shit

Yeah, Sick, sick of that -same-old-list

Sick of it sick of it sick of it sick of it

And Sick,of this whole-damn-thing,

  

 Sit with this sick of it sick of it sick of it,

Less treble on my kick,

Uh, less treble on my kick

It ain’t gotta be loud they still know who I is,

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit,

Only thing that ever mattered is they hear my shit, my shit.