Exhausted

I think I'm in love, staying way too often
I can't play these games, think I'm switching up the offense
See me in LA, I be movin' cautious
I can't feel no pain rolling up, I'm so exhausted
I be so exhausted, woah-oh ay, woah-oh ay, ay, ay
I be so exhausted, woah-oh ay, woah-oh ay, ay, ay

I close my eyes, I see the vision
All this weed done got me lifted
Pull a foreign and I finish tonight
I told my momma that I'm ready
Got a solar, that's my kitchen
Middle finger to these bitches up, I

'Cause I'ma do it my way, switchin' like the flow, ay
Shawty said she like me, I told her "Who are you?", ay
I ain't with that lame shit since took up your bank, bitch
All these niggas talkin', fuck what they all sayin'
GTA I'm wasted, lately I've been anxious

I'm so done with this fake shit, I'm so done with you
I'm so done with you

Woah-oh, woah-oh, mm, mm
I be so exhausted
Woah-oh, woah-oh, mm, mm

I'ma roll another blunt
Gettin' lost I'm never found
Guess I'm never good enough for these bitches in my town
I don't really give a fuck, I'm a killer with my crown
Can't think about them all 'cause it all gon' hold me down
I done made it through the storm, I ain't talkin' NBA
Momma knew I'd be a star, momma know who I became
I got vulnerable on the phone, said he touched down in LA
I'ma get it how I get it, I ain't changin' for the fame
And I put it on my name

Fake shit, slowly I've been wasted
I'm so done with this fake shit
I'm so done with you
I'm so done with you

Ooh, ooh, ooh
I be so exhausted
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You now only down, for the last time



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Writer(s): Malcom Devon Mathews
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