Tired Lyrics

If you gon' ride with me, my baby, I don't know what you'll see

They told you, don't fuck with me, I'm crazy I'll hop out on two feet, I'm tired of lookin

For these niggas Jump out, And start cookin' on these niggas

It's a Glock 23 when we hit em' It's a Glock 23 in these denims

Heard a pussy nigga died, I don't know shit

I don't even know the guy or who smoked him

I'm paranoid, you gon' die for approaching If a nigga play with five, he gon (haa)

If a nigga play with five, he a dead man I can offer a quick five, show me where he live

Spin again, double back, bruddy, stretch him spin again, double back on his left hand

Okay, fuck it, Brodie, swerve if he stretched then

If them niggas get behind us, they gon' catch ten

How you fuckin' with the suckers? Bitch it's, Fuck them

Okay, fuck it, stay there, Since its up then

And ever since, what's his name? It's been real triv

And everybody got a slide when it's field trips a hundred days

A hundred nights, it was real lit

We the reason in the city why it's still lit, (still lit lil nigga)

If you gon' ride with me, my baby, I don't know what you'll see

They told you don't fuck with me

I'm crazy I'll hop out on two feet, I'm tired of lookin' for these niggas

Jump out, And start cookin' on these niggas It's a Glock 23 when we hit em

It's a Glock 23 in these denims

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