Tired (Intro)
Skeyez On the Track
Let's go to this bitch hard
This is my way
Nigga I spit bars this is Friday
It ain't even a Friday
Whatchu tryna jack
I've been workin in the studio we can even match
Niggas takin all that shit not hard, nigga don't text back
Niggas talkin all that shit is raw, nigga that's just facts
Fuck you tryna say to me say it to my fuckin face
Nigga lookin' at me tryna copy me bitch that's perjury
Please don't talk to me wooky, cuz I ain't heard of you
Niggas talkin all that dumb shit but I ain't heard the truth
Fuck ah nigga tryna say to me (Say it to my face!)
Niggas always tryna look at me and play them fuckin Games!
All these niggas hate I'm just tryna do me nigga, you cannot fuckin relate
I just keep havin a lot of fuckin these up on my plate
And I'm spittin' from my dome I'm on my own
Trapboy Manny I'm really on my zone
And I've been doin me, fluently it takes time
I had really had to get motherfucka bih I spit rhymes
I ain't even know what to call it, bitch I spit dimes
I know niggas crazy on this motherfuckin beat, they chase me
Don't fuckin chase the bitches over there, yeah they hating
And I don't even care I fuckin swear, bitch I'm buggin uh uhh
Outside yeah we thuggin' Uh
I'm too tired of this fuckin shit
Man I hate this shit
Uh I hate it but I fell in love with it
Fell in luv with drip
Bitch I'm to up the stick
Oh if its up its stuck you know it's a must
Fuck it I put thumb in her butt
She ah little slut
Baddie little hoe
Bitch I know she do the most
And I know how I go, how my feelings rose
I'm too deep in the streets, like B-lovee said I feel like Ghost
Uh, Niggas talkin all that dumb shit
Yeah but we don't want it, we don't want it (Yeah, yeah)
But we don't want it, we don't want it (Yeah, yeah)
But we don't want it, we don't want it (Don't want)
Yeah but we don't want! We don't want it!
Don't want it!
No We don't want it!
We don't want it
Don't want it
But we gon run shit!
Yeah we too lit
BX know we up nigga!
Ha! That's a fuckin must
I can't fuck with y'all niggas hah, y'all be on the drugs
Best that's ah plus Uh Uh
And one I just shot one in his guts uh uh
Now he done
I don't really give a fuck nah nah
I'm the one
I'm the king, I'm the chosen one
Feelin' like Lebron
When I'm Dunkin' on these haters on night long
Nigga I'm tryna be like the lakers
Ballin' everyday
Bitch I really do my shit
And I'm tryna get paid nigga!
If you tired then catch a fade nigga
(Told you I'm back in this bitch again, aye!
Listen trapboy manny)
Let's go to this bitch hard
This is my way
Nigga I spit bars this is Friday
It ain't even a Friday
Whatchu tryna jack
I've been workin in the studio we can even match
Niggas takin all that shit not hard, nigga don't text back
Niggas talkin all that shit is raw, nigga that's just facts
Fuck you tryna say to me say it to my fuckin face
Nigga lookin' at me tryna copy me bitch that's perjury
Please don't talk to me wooky, cuz I ain't heard of you
Niggas talkin all that dumb shit but I ain't heard the truth
Fuck ah nigga tryna say to me (Say it to my face!)
Niggas always tryna look at me and play them fuckin Games!
All these niggas hate I'm just tryna do me nigga, you cannot fuckin relate
I just keep havin a lot of fuckin these up on my plate
And I'm spittin' from my dome I'm on my own
Trapboy Manny I'm really on my zone
And I've been doin me, fluently it takes time
I had really had to get motherfucka bih I spit rhymes
I ain't even know what to call it, bitch I spit dimes
I know niggas crazy on this motherfuckin beat, they chase me
Don't fuckin chase the bitches over there, yeah they hating
And I don't even care I fuckin swear, bitch I'm buggin uh uhh
Outside yeah we thuggin' Uh
I'm too tired of this fuckin shit
Man I hate this shit
Uh I hate it but I fell in love with it
Fell in luv with drip
Bitch I'm to up the stick
Oh if its up its stuck you know it's a must
Fuck it I put thumb in her butt
She ah little slut
Baddie little hoe
Bitch I know she do the most
And I know how I go, how my feelings rose
I'm too deep in the streets, like B-lovee said I feel like Ghost
Uh, Niggas talkin all that dumb shit
Yeah but we don't want it, we don't want it (Yeah, yeah)
But we don't want it, we don't want it (Yeah, yeah)
But we don't want it, we don't want it (Don't want)
Yeah but we don't want! We don't want it!
Don't want it!
No We don't want it!
We don't want it
Don't want it
But we gon run shit!
Yeah we too lit
BX know we up nigga!
Ha! That's a fuckin must
I can't fuck with y'all niggas hah, y'all be on the drugs
Best that's ah plus Uh Uh
And one I just shot one in his guts uh uh
Now he done
I don't really give a fuck nah nah
I'm the one
I'm the king, I'm the chosen one
Feelin' like Lebron
When I'm Dunkin' on these haters on night long
Nigga I'm tryna be like the lakers
Ballin' everyday
Bitch I really do my shit
And I'm tryna get paid nigga!
If you tired then catch a fade nigga
(Told you I'm back in this bitch again, aye!
Listen trapboy manny)
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Edobor
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