im so tired
I'm so tired, tired, tired
I'm so tired, tired, tired
I'm so tired
I'm tired
Tired of being apologetic
Sent me a message, I said that I read it
Tired of loving, just give a minute
I'm too geeked, didn't know that I meant it
I'm counting these racks, do you want me to send it?
I'll make a change, I might just amend it
Knew I messed up when I had you befriended
Too bad, that I didn't want you offended
Out of my mind, I'm lickety split
Going up, just me and my clique
I been getting better, I gotta admit
Too deep in, for me to just quit
Tired of love, I can't deal with this shit
Can't let her get makeup on my fit
To get rich, it's gon' take me a bit
They ask for racks, but they won't benefit
I'ma roll up my gas, and I'ma get high
She said that I been, her dream guy
Go to the moon, I might touch the sky
Tired of being apologetic
Sent me a message, I said that I read it
Tired of loving, just give a minute
I'm too geeked, didn't know that I meant it
I'm counting these racks, do you want me to send it?
I'll make a change, I might just amend it
Knew I messed up when I had you befriended
Too bad, that I didn't want you offended
I'm so tired, tired, tired
I'm so tired
I'm tired
Tired of being apologetic
Sent me a message, I said that I read it
Tired of loving, just give a minute
I'm too geeked, didn't know that I meant it
I'm counting these racks, do you want me to send it?
I'll make a change, I might just amend it
Knew I messed up when I had you befriended
Too bad, that I didn't want you offended
Out of my mind, I'm lickety split
Going up, just me and my clique
I been getting better, I gotta admit
Too deep in, for me to just quit
Tired of love, I can't deal with this shit
Can't let her get makeup on my fit
To get rich, it's gon' take me a bit
They ask for racks, but they won't benefit
I'ma roll up my gas, and I'ma get high
She said that I been, her dream guy
Go to the moon, I might touch the sky
Tired of being apologetic
Sent me a message, I said that I read it
Tired of loving, just give a minute
I'm too geeked, didn't know that I meant it
I'm counting these racks, do you want me to send it?
I'll make a change, I might just amend it
Knew I messed up when I had you befriended
Too bad, that I didn't want you offended
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