I'm tired of living this so called life I'm tired of all the pain and strife Everyday is a constant struggle A fight for something more I try so
be speaking, Girl So, what's it gonna be? Fikifiki... Me and you? Or is it gonna be who blames who? I'm tired of these things, I'm tired of these
scene [Asher] Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us in the dust And it roughs me up So much I could cuss But Enough's enough I want out
Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us in the dust And it roughs me up So much I could cuss But Enough's enough I want out of
t put it past him The D's would Harass him, til he finally blacked out They told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out Shots fired 'til his trigger finger got tired
with Wheezy F baby, please say the baby Riding with your bitch got keys on the lady Triple gold these four tires on the whip Young Carter sliding out
already flossin'. But why I have the cake if it ain't got the sweet frostin'? (yep yep yep yep). Keepin' me on my A game (what what what what). Wit'out
-home and old shit I'm so sick my rhyme book throws a fit I need a vaccination just so I can spit my own shit Hard to be, when I release these rhymes out
them hoes can't block my shiiiiine, So tired of taking losses, Not this time, I can't save the whole world, I'm just tryinna look out for mine... [Verse
speak bitch niggaz steadily be plottin on removing me from my throne to throw me in the fuckin prison but it's all good I can take it cause I dish shit out
life, heartless and hopeless Laying low ducking the law, with long you lusting and acting douches I'm connected, my best friend use to be I-10 Until my out of town connect, put out
yourself every single day Man this ain't living, nothing but drama all through the week And if they don't respect my words, why they want me to speak
speak I'm feeling worse, even though I put my family first I'm shedding tears cause I feel as if I'm headed to the dirt Ghetto on me, stressed out, mama
to pay the depend, deposit and pay dues Me and that H-A-W-K, got to deal with stress when it come my way But one of these days gone be out there It's
all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo'
shippin out cake mix stay Underground like Tigger so keep it in the basement Jacobs with royal faces bitch Yuk is the Matrix no Cartwheels,dodgin bullets,hoppin out of buildings clock millions when you speak
(Paul Wall Ft. Z-Ro and Yung Redd) (Paul Wall 1st Verse) When you up, you up And when you down, you down but when you fall off just peep out who still
, where I dwell, Northside of the streets They keep a quarter piece freak for the sheets, now speak uh [Hook - 2X] [Verse 3: Chingy] Uh, I got tired
