Tired (feat. Nahum)

You know how i do
You know how i do
You know how i do
You know how i do
I'm tired of these niggas
I'm tired of these bitches
I'm tired of this shit
Getting up early in the morning
You know i be grinding for it
They say my name up in these streets
Well damn if the shoe fit
I wonder which niggas gone change
When i come up and get rich, aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich
When i come up and get rich aye
They saying i'm this way
They saying i'm that
If you don't know me
You ain't speaking no facts
Remember when i used to hang cross that track
Remember when i took that knife out my back
I always turned a dollar into a stack
I was real before i knew how to rap
Never sleep, i just take me a nap
Getting them meals, I don't settle for scraps
Stacking my Bread, yeah i'm true to this
Alotta rappers yeah they new to this, not with no groupie shit
Couple friends yeah they vouch for it
Gotta few niggas who ignorant
Gang Gang, yeah they with the shits
I just be focused on me, but you be focused on sleep
I come up then it's a we
You ain't gone eat off my feast
Bitch you a leech
I be always on the go
Never worried bout a hoe
Im just tryna stack this doe
Till I can't get no more
I be always on the move
Hanging with a few
Doing what i gotta do, yuh
Till i can't do no more
Face to the sun, we can catch a vibe
Pick a view cause all we got is right now
Right now, right now
I'm tired of these niggas
I'm tired of these bitches
I'm tired of this shit
Getting up early in the morning
You know i be grinding for it
They say my name up in these streets
Well damn if the shoe fit
I wonder which niggas gone change
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich
When i come up and get rich aye
Praying for better days
Ain't nothing lemonade
Praying for better days
Ain't nothing lemonade
Prayers for better days
Blunt to that bull but i'm all about vision
Separate life, better pay some attention
Student of the game, came with tuition
Willie Mays, that said hey kid
Pull up in whips, they do matrix
Say she a saint but party like nawlins
We got plenty of options
But together we rocking
Knock ya down demolition
Stay with the business and not at they mentions
Taking the time cause we knowing that fast life
Get it and go and then i'm right back
Face to the sun, we can catch a vibe
Pick a view cause all we got is right now right now, right now
I'm tired of these niggas
I'm tired of these bitches
I'm tired of this shit
Getting up early in the morning
You know i be grinding for it
They say my name up in these streets
Well damn if the shoe fit
I wonder which niggas gone change
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich aye
When i come up and get rich
When i come up and get rich aye
Praying for better days
Ain't nothing lemonade
Praying for better days
Ain't nothing lemonade
Prayers for better days