Lyrics:
I'm so sick of you (so sick of you)
So sick of you
Never want to admit when you're not right
Grab me by the arms and toss me aside
Never thought you'd
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
get on my grind
When I bought the AP, I done ran out of time
Got me some money, I’m cbg
Now I’m smoking on cbd
Made me rich, selling dvd’s
Passing her
and I'm feeling pretty nauseous
Steering through the storm being fairly cautious
And the ringing in my ears is so obnoxious
My body aches like at the center
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
I been really stressed, you could call it blessed
And I'm sure that you could guess, what has got me depressed
Sick of living in my head, bitches in
another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)
She got them thunder thighs
I'm just tryna get struck by some
sick
I cough it up
To get it out
I'm nauseated
By the fact
That I can't be myself
If I want people to like me
I'm nauseated
By the fact
That I'm
Wut, kaum noch draußen
Lieber nur Zuhause, DVDs kaufen im Drogenrausch, besuch-
Te ihn manchmal eine Bitch, die er dann zur Freundin nahm
Eko hatte
don't believe that shit
I'm da king cuz I said it and I mean that shit
Ay what's so special bout him
He ain't all that shit
I set the city on fire
Man, I'm so sick and tired of shit, man
I'm sick and tired of the bullshit (I mean)
I'm sick and tired of the bullshit (I mean)
Everyday it's
I don't ever act one way
Wipe the tears that stream my face
First person that I've shown this place
Hid it all I'm so disgraced
Coz baby I'm sick
I don't ever act one way
Wipe the tears that stream my face
First person that I've shown this place
Hid it all I'm so disgraced
'Cause baby I'm sick
couldn't be
Oh and I'm so sick, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit
Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
I know that they envy me
I'm killing all my enemies
And if that boy try testing me
I beat his ass like GSP
They watching me on DVD
This stick gon
you find no God inside
They taking lives for the right to lie
Destroying everything in sight
We derived from slaves
They was raised by the masters
So
a chopper
...
I been on my coolie yo, I been chillin' truly yo
Nigga ain't no cappin', no actin', this ain't a movie
(woah)
I'm sick of having patients, so
candy-dy-dy-dy
I'm sick of your ca-candy
I'm sick of your candy-dy-dy-dy
I'm sick of your ca-candy
Should've known you're too dramatic
So fanatic, I just
I'm so sick of running
I'm so sick of fussing
I'm so sick of running
From my problems
I'm tired of the stressing
I'm sick of all the crying
I'm
ones gonna get this so shout out to Kevin B
I don't need advice and no I don't need no one's help
I don't need no interference ima do it by myself
I
boundaries
We spent so many times together, ohh
So forget those lines when I told ya
You make me sick, you can pack your shit
I'm a be alright with or without
this rough patch, by hook or by crook
Things will look much better when I take a second look
So, drop the big ball, I'm celebrating
My new outlook
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