Sick of it! Lyrics

I was outside in the cut with my bitch

She sick of my antics sick of my face

I was soul searching to find my worth

But instead that shit stay bringing me...

I was outside in the cut with my bitch

She sick of my antics sick of my face

I was soul searching to find my worth

But instead that shit stay bringing me pain

I was outside with that faith in my fist

But the world in my hands I ain't tryna let go

It was just me and my dawgs tryna plot

But the money can't change what I can't let go

Fuck love I got love for myself no standards

Using this shit to my advantage

Manage what they fold to

Expanding, money come fast and it just keep landing

Fuck a handout it ain't handed

House made of cards with the cards I was dealt

That's how it be when you smart, understand it

You look in the mirror you don't fuck with yourself

I hope the pain make you feel what I felt

Cause it ain't no fun when the rabbit got a gun

Tables all turned I ain't nowhere near done

I'm a junkie for pain I'm a junkie for love

You treating this shit like a come up

But this shit my life and that's why you ain't getting no cake

I fell in love with ideas and imagery

You fell in love with rushing the bank

Over sporadic all over the place

She looking at me like I'm god but I ain't

SRT for my dawg in the cut

Give it time if it's mine we gon' push it and play

I'm playing with the bank

Spent a dub for my mufuckin' sake

Outta love outta time in this bitch

But I know who I am

And I know who I ain't

I was outside in the cut with my bitch

She sick of my antics sick of my face

I was soul searching to find my worth

But instead that shit stay bringing me pain

I was outside with that faith in my fist

But the world in my hands I ain't tryna let go

It was just me and my dawgs tryna plot

But the money can't change what I can't let go

Stargazing to heal me from the matrix

Endorse me a lil check from the patience

Transactional, ain't have that relation

Where the payment

Where the real where the layman

It's a thin line

Bruh I can't lie

You steady bragging bout what we let slide

You humble bragging bout what don't excite us

Be normal to us, but to you give you life

Room full of mirrors you ain't half my reflection

In debt to this shit but its more than it seems

Ember the mantra my soul can't divide

I'm alive with no envy despite how they be

Energy with me, decompress all of my baggage

Aladdin we elevate up like it's magic

Sticking out like a sore thumb in this bitch

I got way more to give bruh let's get it

What's hannin

I'm up, bet this shit stuck

You ain't go through it like me like us

I really keep spinning and spinning and spinning

I'm waiting for god to come wake my ass up

I was outside in the cut with my bitch

She sick of my antics sick of my face

I was soul searching to find my worth

But instead that shit stay bringing me pain

I was outside with that faith in my fist

But the world in my hands I ain't tryna let go

It was just me and my dawgs tryna plot

But the money can't change what I can't let go