I'm Tired of That
Everybody get tired but you
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lie to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lied to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lied to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
She told me to clear it I never came back
She said I'm sorry but I'm tired of that
Tell me you love me ion know about that
Dick in yo throat while throwing it back
Girl Ian know you was hoeing like that
If she try to stress me I'm rolling that pack
I know she a hoe ain't no breaking her back
Now it's in the past ain't no bringing that back
Hit her with that 1 2 I don't think I wanted you
No we ain't gon kick shit Ion do no kung fu
Any nigga not me
They wack
All these niggas copy me that's facts
Look out the window n see the rain falling
Now I found rap n I know that's my calling
I slide slide slide slide
N then you lie lie lie lie
N I'm like why why why why
Do I even try try try try
Now it's goodbye bye bye bye
I'm a G I won't lie lie lie lie
That hurt me inside side side side
But ian gon bitch make my money do flips
Ian catching no feelings I'm taking them trips
Ian having no children I'm fucking his bitch
Cashing these checks no mo lurking on pages
Now I'm overseas going crazy on stages
Ball like I'm curry ain't no need to worry
Time is money so I stay in a hurry
Get it every season I don't need a reason
These fuck niggas reaching they mad that I'm preaching
I'm over there eating they plot while I'm sleeping
She said I love you I'm tired of that
She said I miss you I'm tired of that
She said come fuck me I'm tired of that
Dun cop me a dime no time to relax
I really wanted to fuck with you though
I thought we was kickin' it just like Judo
Building up a bond went down like sumo
Speaking on my name get you skipped like it's Uno
She said I love you I'm tired of that
She said I want you but ain't calling back
Put her above you
You looking real mad
You salty wimme cuz I dubbed yo ass back
Tried to putta' Bryant on ya name
But you wanted niggas that wanted the fame
Like chef Boyardee I am cooking my 'nade
Cuz I'm bout to blow so no switching yo lanes
Niggas want smoke might get hit with the chain
I be wit my niggas that be F1k
I really wanted you but you just dubbed me
That nigga cheated but you love performance
Coulda gave you this raw dick from the back
But you wanted niggas that didn't text back
See you like attention it's not giving back
That's word to my cousin now you want it back
Told lil bitch don't hit my line up
Less you wanna cop cuz I'm serving the pack
Just bopt me a zip n I'm serving out that
This rap game gon hit or I'm prying the pad
No ladder
But damn bitch you reaching
No chairs but lil hoe
You is seated
My niggas gon slide
When I need em
So don't you even try to
Reach sum
You dubbed me for no reason
So I changed up like the season
Ransom you was pleading
No love now I'm conceited
Bitch
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lie to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lied to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
All the fake lies I can see through
I thought it too but I don't need you
Bringing me stress girl he can keep you
Lied to my face but I done peeped you
Everybody get tired but you
She told me to clear it I never came back
She said I'm sorry but I'm tired of that
Tell me you love me ion know about that
Dick in yo throat while throwing it back
Girl Ian know you was hoeing like that
If she try to stress me I'm rolling that pack
I know she a hoe ain't no breaking her back
Now it's in the past ain't no bringing that back
Hit her with that 1 2 I don't think I wanted you
No we ain't gon kick shit Ion do no kung fu
Any nigga not me
They wack
All these niggas copy me that's facts
Look out the window n see the rain falling
Now I found rap n I know that's my calling
I slide slide slide slide
N then you lie lie lie lie
N I'm like why why why why
Do I even try try try try
Now it's goodbye bye bye bye
I'm a G I won't lie lie lie lie
That hurt me inside side side side
But ian gon bitch make my money do flips
Ian catching no feelings I'm taking them trips
Ian having no children I'm fucking his bitch
Cashing these checks no mo lurking on pages
Now I'm overseas going crazy on stages
Ball like I'm curry ain't no need to worry
Time is money so I stay in a hurry
Get it every season I don't need a reason
These fuck niggas reaching they mad that I'm preaching
I'm over there eating they plot while I'm sleeping
She said I love you I'm tired of that
She said I miss you I'm tired of that
She said come fuck me I'm tired of that
Dun cop me a dime no time to relax
I really wanted to fuck with you though
I thought we was kickin' it just like Judo
Building up a bond went down like sumo
Speaking on my name get you skipped like it's Uno
She said I love you I'm tired of that
She said I want you but ain't calling back
Put her above you
You looking real mad
You salty wimme cuz I dubbed yo ass back
Tried to putta' Bryant on ya name
But you wanted niggas that wanted the fame
Like chef Boyardee I am cooking my 'nade
Cuz I'm bout to blow so no switching yo lanes
Niggas want smoke might get hit with the chain
I be wit my niggas that be F1k
I really wanted you but you just dubbed me
That nigga cheated but you love performance
Coulda gave you this raw dick from the back
But you wanted niggas that didn't text back
See you like attention it's not giving back
That's word to my cousin now you want it back
Told lil bitch don't hit my line up
Less you wanna cop cuz I'm serving the pack
Just bopt me a zip n I'm serving out that
This rap game gon hit or I'm prying the pad
No ladder
But damn bitch you reaching
No chairs but lil hoe
You is seated
My niggas gon slide
When I need em
So don't you even try to
Reach sum
You dubbed me for no reason
So I changed up like the season
Ransom you was pleading
No love now I'm conceited
Bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Cleff Librun
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