paroles de chanson Tired - Deniro Farrar
Sick
of
putting
work
in
the
plastic
Off-white
work,
Michael
Jackson
Sick
and
tired
of
running,
ducking,
dodging
these
cases
Down
to
kill
a
nigga
when
it
comes
to
big
faces
Going
in
a
fuck
nigga
mouth,
no
braces
White
girl
cocaine
crazy
Let
her
snort
lines
till′
her
body
start
shaking
Feelin
like
a
rafer
in
the
80's
Can′t
get
money,
these
fuck
niggas
talking
If
a
nigga
cross
em',
my
shooters
gone
off
em'
Living
like
kings,
manoeuvre
like
bosses
Want
everythang,
we
ain′t
takin′
no
losses
Light
turn
green,
better
hope
you
ready
Selling
break-down
my
nigga
that's
petty
Straight
drop,
dope,
make
the
fiends
go
crazy
Stealin′
from
they
family,
abandon
they
babies
First
of
the
month,
fuck
you,
pay
me
Gotta
get
money,
I
just
had
babies
Gotta
get
money,
cuz
the
fuckin'
rent
do
Aim
at
ya′
head,
nigga
won't
miss
you
Ridin′
in
the
rental
hand
on
my
2
Paranoia
like
a
bitch,
still
doing
what
I
do
I
don't
really
want
2,
but
I
feel
like
I
gotta
Main
bitch
be
holdin'
me
down,
she
a
rider
Don′t
need
scales
for
the
work,
I′m
higher
Straight
from
the
mudhouse,
built
this
empire
Couldn't
keep
a
job,
shit,
I
always
got
fired
Turn
to
the
streets,
then
a
nigga
got
hired
Servin′
all
this
work,
got
my
name
on
fire
If
your
bitch
made
it,
somebody
gone
try
her
Make
a
couple
mill,
maybe
then,
I'll
retire
Smoke
10
blunts,
won′t
get
no
higher,
bitch
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin')
Sick
of
fussin′
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin′)
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin')
Done
with
rappin′
(Tired
of
writin′)
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin')
Tired
of
robbin′
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin′)
Sick
of
putting
weed
in
the
bag,
smokin'
cigarettes
till
my
mouth
taste
ashy
Can't
see
me,
fuck
nigga
need
glasses
Better
drop
rounds
boys
oops
they
plastic
Tryna′
make
my
last
20
stretch
like
elastic
Hood
hot
and
the
police
harrasin′
Threw
me
on
the
ground
and
they
talk
to
me
nasty
Holes
in
my
shoes
and
my
blue
jeans
ashy
Can't
get
a
bitch,
Imma
live
with
Ashley
She
in
love
with
money,
so
the
situation
tragic
I′m
a
broke
nigga,
so
we
always
clashin'
Dropped
outta
school,
shit
I
was
barely
passin′
Used
to
be
an
underdog,
now
I'm
like
a
captain
Grew
up
in
the
streets,
yeah,
I
never
had
a
daddy
Payed
a
couple
bills,
tryna′
make
momma
happy
But
she
say
money
never
bring
satisfaction
How
the
fuck
you
know?
We
ain't
ever
had
it
Flyin'
on
my
rug
and
I′m
feelin′
like
Aladdin
Smokin'
this
kush,
making
me
lag
Heart
start
beatin′,
heart
start
collapsin'
Baby
on
the
way,
bout
to
be
a
pappy
Gotta
leave
the
trap
and
make
this
rap
happen
Ain′t
gotta
job,
she
always
askin'
Shit
I′m
tryna'
make
lil
baby
girl
happy
But
she
ain't
happy
nigga,
but
I′m
happy
with
her
Work
hard
tryin′
not
to
be
a
savage
nigga
Sick
of
livin'
my
life
like
an
average
nigga
Spendin′
money
really
hard,
tryna
stack
it
nigga
Sick
of
puttin
this
work
in
the
baggin'
nigga
Play
with
my
money,
imma
smash
it
nigga
Chasing
this
cash
got
me
so
tired
Smoke
10
blunts
won′t
get
no
higher
Bitch
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin')
Sick
of
fussin′
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin′)
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin')
Done
with
rappin′
(Tired
of
writin′)
Tired
of
robbin'
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin')
Tired
of
robbin′
(Tired
of
hustlin′)
Sick
of
dodgin'
(Tired
of
duckin′)
Sick
of
fussin'
(Tired
of
fightin′)
Done
with
rappin'
(Tired
of
writin′)
End
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