's toll on me And all my friends Now I'm tired of settling for less And playing the fool Keep it away I'm trying to keep my cool I'm Fed Up- Fed Up You
toll on me And all my friends Now I'm tired of settling for less And playing the fool Keep it away I'm trying to keep my cool I'm Fed Up- Fed Up
packs and noodles with my cellies and we fed. Cause we're two gun runnin homies, gettin hit up, Drinkin hooch till we fall off and it's hard to get up
tribulations kept me on focus. Tried to do a 9-5, but where's the money? Coming to work damn near bumming, people thinkin' it's funny (haha). I'm fed up
go broke mayne another hustler makin' major cash 'til the punk police come raid your ass now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch cause the judge
, them niggas came up' that's right baby life goes on.... and we up out this bitch hey Kato, Mental y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up
See, I don jumped up in the game, tell em who hotta then me, Know you heard about the name, H double O-D the beast, Been up in it 6 months, already BET
on my kin n up on my unborn kin... so we once u a nigga dat's gone... is locked up with a struggle at home... put'cha hands up in da sky... let'em know
attention baby) As they thank the Lord the blind can't see Like a plague fed to the brain, deadly disease But it wasn't a sin, a sorry life in judging
run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up You better be pickin up
you done witnessed unexplainable shit too insane to explain people run from what the just don't get maybe Shady shoulda just hit 'em with a little bit did I spit too soon? Should I of spoon fed
it upset me Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up My
it upset me Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck it's like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up
up somebody goin dead up BLOW!! Whole ah di garment dem red up BLOW!! Car and apartment get bled up Didn? you get ample warning say poor people fed up
wine Walk on the mean For the fallen walk among us Walk among us Never judge us Yeah we're all... Up now and get 'em, boy Up now and get 'em, boy Drink
her and Tiembra And your son too - there's nothin I won't do Unless you was me, how could you judge me? I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me