SICK OF IT Lyrics

I'm sick of it, I'm tired of the foolishness

Why buy a ruler clip if you know you gon

Shoot the miss

I got too many opps, it's like I don't know who to diss

My ex keep calling me, I play it off like, who is this

Want me to bust her down, but I just wanna bust my wrist

Can't ever trust a bitch, might cross me like a crucifix

Got that hammer on me, ask around, I'm tool legit

We ain't no street fighters, let the choppers do the kicks

Feds wanna lock me up, why they tryna screw the kid

Ask a bunch of questions, sorry I don't know who he is

You ain't my family, so I can't tell you bout the biz

Finna crack a four, pull it up and let it fizz

Finna spin a block, hit a peon, leave him dead

I might just take your hoe with all of this unspoken rizz

I'm sick of it, I'm tired of the foolishness Why buy a ruler clip if you know you gon

Shoot the miss

I got too many opps, it's like I don't know who to diss

My ex keep calling me, I play it off like, who is this

I'm sick of it, I'm tired of the foolishness Why buy a ruler clip if you know you gon

Shoot the miss

I got too many opps, it's like I don't know who to diss

My ex keep calling me, I play it off like, who is this