I'm Tired (feat. DJ Illogik & Swab) [Album]

fuck this bullshit, im getting tired of rap (fuck this shit), beside the fact, i’m one of the best and these dummies wont acknowledge that (fuckin dummies),

I’m judging for the wack rappers nuts u hugging (dick eaters), i cant honor that, i’m tired of that, so fuck ya wig, im pushin ya body back (blaw)

My life call for me to overdo shit (on a thousand), and i’m tired of that, i’m sick of flying packs here and there waiting for dough to get wired back (where’s my money?)

Tired of treating phones like they wire tapped (watch ya mouth), cause i’m sick of reckless talk bout flyin here to cop a box to drive it back (u wildin)

and i’m tired of all the stick talk in ya garbage tracks (blickies), knowing if a **** came to stick you, you’d just get stuck and not fire back (hold that),

everybody wanna play tough, but why is that (why?), rep spotty as giraffes, guess gettin high as giraffe ass inspired that ( u a junkie)

U tired? Nodding off inside the trap (u sleep ****?), ya broad beggin u get your desire back, My ****, aint u tired of that? (Well, Ain’t u?)

____even a crackhead get tired of crack (they do), Shit im tired of driving these same blocks, im tryna fly outside the map,

 

 Verse 2

i got tired of being the kid without the green machine or the cool bike (fuck this shit), i could get nikes for school, just not the cool nikes (and they too big)

I got tired of wishing for a new life, i was green learnin to move white (green as grass), ___got tired of **** wanting smoke, so i copped some new pipes (now who want it)

Went outside with it on my side without knowing what it shoot like (stupid), i was tired of **** living off reps of a few high school fights (u the past bro)

said i’m tired of living in the past, my future changes tonight (new shit), high school kids living fast, throwin round bread, its a foodfight (make it rain)

dancin on moms feet to groove line taught me to move light (it did), shit was cute til i was on my own feet and my shoes was too tight (now i’m grown)

I got tired of not having options, and it was still hard to choose right (i chose wrong), but i got tired of using that kiwi bottle paste to keep my shoes white (i hated that shit)

tired of pops coming home drunk bitchin moms aint cook the food right (why u here?) , knowing i see him out with bitches when i hustle on schoolnights (****, why u here??)

So i pumped in broad day, tired of hiding in the moonlight (fuck hiding), its a life size game of uno (what that mean?), **** just won’t play by the rules right,

and i’m tired….