Lyrics Tuckered Out - Nibo

And not having the energy is really detrimental
You know what I'm saying
Everybody need the energy in their life
And me, I had none of it
I was so tired throughout the entirety of the year
I couldn't even tell you
The amount of just sleepless nights
And everything like that
I was, I was tuckered out

Call me Kate
Because I'm Upton-no-good
I'm representing my hood
I'm wishing a brother would
And yeah my flow it be killer
Just like Mike I'm a Thriller
Surround yourself with superficial shit
You need a distiller
I'm the first man to be on a
Last name basis
While representing my races
So check the homeostasis
I see indifferent faces
Up in different places
Y'all stay tripping over shit like
You stepped on your shoelaces
I'm amazed and I'm tired
I'm tired of liars
Spreading their shit through the wire
And then it starts wildfires
I see my idols retiring
My rivals, admire them
I'm giving my best
You see a brother aspiring
Your brother perspiring
I be sweating the music
And I'm locked in my bedroom
Writing my lyrics all alone
Man I did this on my own
I got writer's block
Forced me to stop
They say my shit be sounding the same
Like it's a homophone
Diamonds From Sierra Leone
And I'm up in the zone
Smelling good Vanilla Cologne
Could you pick up the phone
I stay one step ahead above
All of you motherfuckers
Cherry Bomb like
Weezy and Yeezy on Tyler's SMUCKERS
Slandering my name every week
I thug it out
Man y'all motherfuckers high all the time
You bugging out
Bitch I'm undisputed
I'm at my best without a doubt
So you can call me Kate
The way I'm tuckered out

They call me Justin
The way I took my team all the way
Well played man ain't never been
Finessed on a trade
I'm throwing shade at you
Nothing ass brothers clowning my grades
Because my verbiage it be lyrical lemonade
Cause it's minute made
Made in a minute, man I'm in it to win it
I'm spitting sick so why the fuck would you
Believe that I'm quitting
Bitch I'm committed to the rhymes that I've written
Couldn't be kidding
Man my shit was never missing
It's giving from the beginning to the end
I recommend, get you some friends
To listen to so that you will not
Have to pretend
A friend to depend
So your relationships mend
'Cause you need friends in your life, man to help in the end
But even when
People slander your name
You thug it out
Even when people are leaving your life
And running out
They be tiring, I put 'em to rest
Without a doubt
So call me Justin
With the way I'm tuckered out

Tuckered out for a matter of fact
In fact I'm getting really tired
When I hop on the track
I step back to the days of the past
When I thought I understood
All that I could when it came to rapping
Didn't know what was happening
Like New Era was capping
I stepped into the game
And all my rivals was laughing
Call me Chris, with the way that I was
Rocking and knocking these fuckers out
Now call me Chris because
A brother tuckered out player

I need to catch my breath
And put the pedal to the metal
'Fore y'all motherfuckers see me
And think that I'm letting off
I'm all gas no brakes
And now I'm blossoming
But all of y'all just see a flower bloom
And pluck all of the petals off
So I'm setting off I'm jetting off
Y'all sick bitches are getting off
To whether not my failure comes
Or if I seem a little off
But worry not the pressure's off
My catalog is taking off
I was tuckered out then, but right
Now I'm better off