Tired (feat. JLewii)

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Duece

Deuce, whose real name is Aron Erlichman, is an American musician and rapper. He gained recognition as one of the founding members of the band Hollywood Undead and later pursued a solo career. Deuce incorporates elements of rap, rock, and electronic music in his songs, often addressing personal experiences and emotions. He has released several albums and has a dedicated fanbase. more »

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Bags under my eyes got me lookin' tired
I been rappin' for so long, I think I might retired
Hop out this whip, bitch I thought your ass was Michael Myers
Now you gotta get it on your own slide without the sliders
She said she don't like no Hennessy, she like apple cider
Saw her sippin' 1942, I done caught a liar
Nigga we don't need you in the crew, you no qualifier
Every day I'm finna hear em hate when I set shit on fire
She wanna be in the whip, she wanna come smoke, we blowin' the dope
I don't even laugh at these niggas, I already know they a joke
Nigga wanna try and play with gang, hit his ass with a jolt
If we all start comin' for you, then that's your fault
Uh, like duece said, that's your fault
I don't even like to converse, don't like to talk
Time is money, you can tell I'm gettin' money by my wall
I remember I was bummy, remember I was really poor
Now I shop at all the stores, f*ck it, man, give me it all
Switchin' bitches, I'm a dog, can't get lost in the sauce
She get her brain to judge, I'm in her throat like hogs
We always go to Mars, cause I'm a fuckin' star
I come in the game and I give it my all, don't trip
I come in the game and I give it my all, cause I just wanna ball
When I be rappin', so where is your heart
I'm killin' the game, I'ma switch it apart
Yeah, yeah, drop heat, bass beatin,
Your bitch in the room, I know she dick eatin
It won't matter till I'm good and my wrist freezin
Cause I want it, cause I need it
Bitch, you hatin,
big blunt, face it
You want my shit, then take it
If I throw that money on the floor, I know yo hoe gon' take it hold up
How I'm rappin' on the beat, and all that say is I'm gon' make it
Mama said that you should take it, you know I appreciate it
You won't last until the K hit
You better tell me what you want, you know that I'm okay kid
I'm bout to ride out every day, like I took a day trip
Talk too much, don't say shit
Nigga better put on blazer, cause I heard them niggas blaze shit
Smart niggas, yeah, you know we had to dodge a matrix
I can trust none of you niggas, I don't want relations
Yeah, I picked it from the start, I knew you niggas fake it
Bitch, I just didn't say shit

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