Lyrics Tired - 22 Savage

When it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak, you get tired
Running from sirens, When it's beef, open and fire
In these streets you get weak, you get tired, Running from sirens
When it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak, you get tired
Running from sirens, Beef, open and fire
Cuz in these strets you get weak, you get tired
Running from sirens, Beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak, you get tired
Running from sirens, Beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak, you get tired, Running from sirens
When it's beef open and fire, don't you let nobody slidShit done got real, I ain't running from no nigga, I ain't hiding
Tell my brother grab the Draco
Imma grab that cutter, Then go lurking for them niggas
Out here like they gutter, Travis James entertainment, Yeah we run the fucking city
Any nigga feel different, then fuck a nigga feelings
On my body, we just shot em, we catch bodies
When them niggas start dropping is when them niggas start realizing
Get on with me lying, you gon get it with the k
Ran down and shoot a nigga in his face broad day and blow his brains out with that motherfucking Tech, this is 22 Savage and I want my respect
Niggas out here tweaking, out here for that gram
Niggas out here tweaking, out here for that gram
You the type to buy a gram, then double bag and scam
New good double bag and scam and then his as gon get bam
On the Block where we hustle, told bird to bring that dope up
Pouring up that syrup shit have to pour a Coke up
Niggas off their body, feel robotic then come show us
Niggas off their body, feel robotic then come show us
32 shots they [?],
Niggas be talking we spinning
Pull up on your block, we swinging them Glocks like monkeys jumping fences
Niggas they running they hiding, I'm running down the stand
Them cutters tag niggas, they gon run you down and chase you
When it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in the streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens
Niggas feeling like they gutter, Niggas really out here repping
Niggas really think they steppin till they really feel that pressure
I ain't got nothing to live for but my momma know I love her
When it's beef, open and fire, keep that cutter by the dresser
Niggas reppung on the kid, tryna play me like a hoe
Any nigga in my gang, best believe that we don't go
Like they did L.a bird, they will zip your ass for sure
L.a tee got them bandz for any nigga think they on
Young nigga getting it in and I'm really with they shit
I'll crack a nigga head, I'll bust a nigga shit
And if death was a gift, We will be full of that shit
And I'm rolling off them gifts cuz I'm full of that shit
When it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
Cuz in these streets you get weak you get tired
Running from sirens, when it's beef, open and fire
When beeeeeef, open and fire, open and fire, open and fire
In these streets you get weak, you get tired, running from sirens