Exhausted (Remix)
TK Kravitz, yeah, yeah
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted (ayy, it's Philthy, uh-huh)
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted (look)
Tired of gettin' the same results
You gotta do somethin' different (you gotta)
No, this ain't the same foreign, we in somethin' different (foreign)
Every nigga from my hood, I put a chain on him (swear to God)
If you ain't from my blocks, you can't hang on 'em (seminary)
Fucked the baddest bitches up in every city (bitch)
Had to kick the cup, it's fuckin' up my kidney (syrup)
Countin' all this money got me exhausted (a hundred thou')
All this designer hanging in my closet (it's Philthy)
Raised by the streets, I never had a dad (uh-uh)
Almost lost my mind when I lost Dre and Chad (ayy, rest in peace)
Diamonds drippin' on me like a runny faucet (bustdown)
I remember runnin' with the pistol, tryna toss it, it's Philthy
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
I swear to God I'm exhausted, I'm so tired of these hoes
I just dropped a bag down buyin' all of these clothes
Callin' out on my phone, poppin' up to these shows
Say lil' baby, leave me 'lone, tryna get off these 'bows
I can't lie, lil' mama head bomb, call it C4
You can't name a nigga flyer, G5 or G4
Nigga play, he swimming with the fishes, Finding Nemo
Yeah, you know I'm 'bout the paper, nigga gettin' C-notes
I can't lie, say I bossed up, hey, yeah, I'm flossed up
Got your main bitch in a room gettin' tossed up
They see these diamonds shinin', askin' what it cost us
Yeah, I'm flexin', sauced up, these pussy boys ain't 'bout nothin'
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
It's Kid Ink (yeah), grindin' all my life
It was dark days, we was tryna find the light, yeah (ayy)
Now you see me shining out of spite
Chain bright, I just need a little liquor with this ice, yeah
It look like we pulled up in a bus
When the city shut down, it's us
It's a must, I might hop out in them trucks
Mil'-walk in with them bucks
Watch me come through in the clutch, yeah
Please make no mistake
I love my brothers, I don't say it in no sus' way (uh)
Everybody that we lost this year
Hope y'all watchin' this
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted (ayy, it's Philthy, uh-huh)
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted (look)
Tired of gettin' the same results
You gotta do somethin' different (you gotta)
No, this ain't the same foreign, we in somethin' different (foreign)
Every nigga from my hood, I put a chain on him (swear to God)
If you ain't from my blocks, you can't hang on 'em (seminary)
Fucked the baddest bitches up in every city (bitch)
Had to kick the cup, it's fuckin' up my kidney (syrup)
Countin' all this money got me exhausted (a hundred thou')
All this designer hanging in my closet (it's Philthy)
Raised by the streets, I never had a dad (uh-uh)
Almost lost my mind when I lost Dre and Chad (ayy, rest in peace)
Diamonds drippin' on me like a runny faucet (bustdown)
I remember runnin' with the pistol, tryna toss it, it's Philthy
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
I swear to God I'm exhausted, I'm so tired of these hoes
I just dropped a bag down buyin' all of these clothes
Callin' out on my phone, poppin' up to these shows
Say lil' baby, leave me 'lone, tryna get off these 'bows
I can't lie, lil' mama head bomb, call it C4
You can't name a nigga flyer, G5 or G4
Nigga play, he swimming with the fishes, Finding Nemo
Yeah, you know I'm 'bout the paper, nigga gettin' C-notes
I can't lie, say I bossed up, hey, yeah, I'm flossed up
Got your main bitch in a room gettin' tossed up
They see these diamonds shinin', askin' what it cost us
Yeah, I'm flexin', sauced up, these pussy boys ain't 'bout nothin'
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
It's Kid Ink (yeah), grindin' all my life
It was dark days, we was tryna find the light, yeah (ayy)
Now you see me shining out of spite
Chain bright, I just need a little liquor with this ice, yeah
It look like we pulled up in a bus
When the city shut down, it's us
It's a must, I might hop out in them trucks
Mil'-walk in with them bucks
Watch me come through in the clutch, yeah
Please make no mistake
I love my brothers, I don't say it in no sus' way (uh)
Everybody that we lost this year
Hope y'all watchin' this
Once I started bein' myself, I started bossin'
When I lost my partner, bitch, I lost it
Went and flooded out my neck like I'm a faucet
I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes, I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
Yeah, bitch, I'm exhausted
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Phillip Beasley
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