Lyrics:
I’m so sick of it
Everyone’s so full of shit
Born into a world of hypocrites
People protesting with discontent
I’m sick of it
I’m sick of it
I’m sick
I am sick like a disease
When I get up on these beats
Need new shoes up on my feet's
Keep it moving like the breeze
Rhyme so cold I call it freeze
to PR, won a quick fifty G's
And I'm still poppin' up on Smack DVD's
Ain't got no platinum plaques for records sold
But if eatin' rappers was sales,
a buck
Cuz I’m sick of every day being stuck in the same thing
I need a change
Let me make it, let me make it rain
I wanna see that money fall like I’m
I slaughter all of the toddlers and baby mamas
And fathers who only squander the dollars on coke and holding revolvers
Now I'm feeling somber
So
and I'm losing it now
(I'm so sick)
(I'm so sick)
(I'm so sick)
(I'm so sick)
(I'm so)
By myself sitting, waiting
Intrusive thoughts ready to weigh in
I'm
speak,
Girl your beauty's all I see yea,
(Ooo Yea)
Can I have you by myside,
This that special edition blue ray dvd,
Girl this that fye,
Take a pic
Last night
She said she didnt need me but she lied
Now we just watch the time go and pass her by
I’m so sick of you
Your so sick of me
We just
on the streets again because another woman has been murdered by a man who thought he owned her
I'm sick of the focus on what we do not why we're fucking doing it
they guts,
Leave pussy so gushi, overflowin with nuts,
I'm a hellified, superfied, pickle slingin' mack,
Dick like a stick breakin' off in your back,
cause
Yo, it was only dreams,
I used to play chess at the coffee bean.
And as my coffee steamed
I thought about my life and my lofty dreams.
It's so sick
Petite nice body, skin and face sick
One I could shop with
Go uptown and cop with
She not a thug girl but my down chick
She know how to roll the weed
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs
It's classical, anyway
I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
Can you please give me a sign
A sign to get by
I'm so sick and tired
Can you please me a sign
A sign to get by
I'm so sick and tired
So sick
happy
I'm sick and tired
Sick and tired
I got many things in mind
I got a lot of time
Not doing anything
What am I doing
I don't wanna move at all
But I
Sick of all the pain yea I'm sick of never knowing
Bitch I'm sick of all the games
All the games they been controlling
Puffing piff and switching
they get the message
Ill said sick 'em, I told him get a medic
I took a look inside the mirror
Mirror on the wall this is what it saw
I'm the sickest
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
Yours gets skipped like DVDs
This beat be droppin' acid
Do we have to tell 'em so?
Keysha got me percocets I'm chillin'
And it's hella dope
Tell 'em ho, I
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
I'm so faded by the time that I get higher
If you saying that me and my click isn't fire
Then you're
on my dear
I make it rain
Rack city man im living by the beach
I love your girl cause she sucks me like a leech
Black heelies move fast on feet
dumb thoughts
I'm so sick
All the wrong thoughts won
And why do I always get abducted by your love
Every time I go outside
I get this feeling
Now he
Uh, uh, uh
Why this beat so curvy
Bitch, I'm back with another one
My brother just got out
I paid me another bond
Caught a opp lacking I bought me
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