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just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's

Heh, To be honest I'm just tired
Tired of waking up feeling Empty
Tired of living a life that others want for me
I'm Tired
Tired of all that shit

The Zenith

Rick Ross

Maybach Music Group Presents Self Made, Vol. 2: The Untouchable Empire

2012

this bitch
Gold dangling all over
This W tat sweater and it's double M G
I ain't gonna be slept on forever
Tell the Sandman to wake em up and help me

necklace
Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous
'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
Driving by the streets we used

tell him to bleed him
Now you scared?
How's it feel bitch I'm standing right here
Had a target on my back for 7 years but now I'm clear
Clear to take

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

1st & 10

Ludacris

Back for the First Time

2000

the span of ten years
Bitch I'm ten times two on a scale of one to ten
I'll battle ten crews with the strength of ten men

At nine, I was into crime,

me
I don't really need a Bitch around
Me
I'm tired of hoes (tired of hoes)
I need a lady on my side if you ain't then you're getting disposed (woh woh)

year, all year
Aye bitch I'm up, bout my bucks 
We was stuck, had enough 
Midas touch, light it up  
Played my hand I ain't call no bluffs 
To be honest

battling anxiety
Already had me now its time to leave
Im tired of xanys time let me be
Time to grow bitch you gotta go
I couldnt see it but than now I know

several years since I've been fine
Never really had someone to call mine
And I'm tired of feeling this way
I don't know what to do no more
Don't wanna be

just want you right here by my side (side- e- e- e-)
(Twenty-four, seven, twenty-four, seven, twenty-four)
I just want you right here by my side,

You were a mother fucking demon in disguise  
Nothing but a fucking sinner between your thighs
My gut told me you speak nothing but lies
My heart

Down and out 
Last year really broke me 
Such a slouch 
Nothing could provoke me
Full of doubt 
I was living low-key
No way out
Last year tried choke

this bitch
Gold dangling all over
This W tat sweater and it's double M G
I ain't gonna be slept on forever
Tell the Sandman to wake em up and help me

your ass iced 
And get your bitch's head sliced Seven E ain't nice
See playing gangsta ain't no game cause once you get game over once
That's it cause

Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind

no he killing me twice and my chain is so cold it froze you like some ice
Got the lucky 7 like I'm Vick rolling dice I did this by myself I don't gotta

It's a dirty world but it still spin
You can't do nothing about it but try to live in it
It's a cold world
Surrounded by lies but it's time for

that ass lil bitch you a rat haan

Tired of niggas flexing little blowers them is track guns
Flexing petty ass one's them is not hunds
You niggas love

The well endowed, is tired often
Move along
There's nothing to see here
But an album art abandoned
'Cause the music it was for
Was never finished
Or at least

was a circuit
Now, the game's full of fucking clowns, like it's a circus
It usually takes hoes two years to get tired
I mean, gettin' all them sides

blamed everything on you
I'm so tired
I'm so scared
I'm so angry
For what I've sad
This was 7 years in making
Those memories will stay
And I will never