Tired of This
Another charge on top of other charges, man i'm tired of this
Tryna' make some money, take care mama and my main bitch
Get ya issue gang, niggas knowing that we dangerous
Niggas die for clout, reason how they end of famous
Bashing me on socials, told her stop it thats that lame shit
You the one who did me bad first so how i ain't shit
Being real come from the heart, you can't fake it
Another court date i can't miss, dawg i hate this
As much i do for people they ain't ask me am i good
I don't explain myself thats why i'm so misunderstood
I'd go back in time and change my lifestyle if i could
But i'm here and i'm living tryna' get it while its good
Bonded out the same night and threw my lawyer 10k
Made my shit right back, i went and made me like six plays
Addicted to the street, they telling me crime pays
Hope that i don't die or go to jail tryna' get paid
Put my feelings first it fucked me up and i regret the shit
Running to the money, how you mad, you on some extra shit
I know some real killers who done folded mad as hell they snitched
Everybody like that till the police come and turn to bitch
Dirty pistol on me need another out the store
Dirty money on me this shit right here sloppy roll and i ain't have no money, i was stealing out the store
Mama still struggling, i'll be dammed if i stay broke
Police boxed me in, i can't believe they caught me loafing
Another drug charge they still ain't fucking up my motion
I ain't gotta flex it just know both my pockets swollen
Shit be happening, so i be feeling like i'm chosen
Put my niggas on cuz i'm tryna see em rich
Always taking risks, car loaded on them trips
She don't talk a lot but she like to use her lips
Ohhh i think she like me got her sending pussy pics
Another charge on top of other charges, man i'm tired of this
Tryna' make some money, take care mama and my main bitch
Get ya issue gang, niggas knowing that we dangerous
Niggas die for clout, reason how they end of famous
Bashing me on socials, told her stop it thats that lame shit
You the one who did me bad first so how i ain't shit
Being real come from the heart, you can't fake it
Another court date i can't miss, dawg i hate this
Tryna' make some money, take care mama and my main bitch
Get ya issue gang, niggas knowing that we dangerous
Niggas die for clout, reason how they end of famous
Bashing me on socials, told her stop it thats that lame shit
You the one who did me bad first so how i ain't shit
Being real come from the heart, you can't fake it
Another court date i can't miss, dawg i hate this
As much i do for people they ain't ask me am i good
I don't explain myself thats why i'm so misunderstood
I'd go back in time and change my lifestyle if i could
But i'm here and i'm living tryna' get it while its good
Bonded out the same night and threw my lawyer 10k
Made my shit right back, i went and made me like six plays
Addicted to the street, they telling me crime pays
Hope that i don't die or go to jail tryna' get paid
Put my feelings first it fucked me up and i regret the shit
Running to the money, how you mad, you on some extra shit
I know some real killers who done folded mad as hell they snitched
Everybody like that till the police come and turn to bitch
Dirty pistol on me need another out the store
Dirty money on me this shit right here sloppy roll and i ain't have no money, i was stealing out the store
Mama still struggling, i'll be dammed if i stay broke
Police boxed me in, i can't believe they caught me loafing
Another drug charge they still ain't fucking up my motion
I ain't gotta flex it just know both my pockets swollen
Shit be happening, so i be feeling like i'm chosen
Put my niggas on cuz i'm tryna see em rich
Always taking risks, car loaded on them trips
She don't talk a lot but she like to use her lips
Ohhh i think she like me got her sending pussy pics
Another charge on top of other charges, man i'm tired of this
Tryna' make some money, take care mama and my main bitch
Get ya issue gang, niggas knowing that we dangerous
Niggas die for clout, reason how they end of famous
Bashing me on socials, told her stop it thats that lame shit
You the one who did me bad first so how i ain't shit
Being real come from the heart, you can't fake it
Another court date i can't miss, dawg i hate this
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