Tired Lyrics

Yeah, Aye Huh

I'm hell of tired

Weighing down my shoulders is this heavy ass attire

What I mean, is how a nigga wear this fire

Snakes trying to stick to the shadows, target acquired

I ain't ever try to jack you or your homie

I'm trying to find my own lane, please leave me by my lonely

Its Sir talking please have respect since you know me

I wouldn't walk out my way for any nigga because all these niggas phony

I got sticks like I use to play outside when I was six

I hear hell of niggas talking about coming up from bricks

I was using my imagination from then and still is

niggas talking bout the bars and drugs and popping pills n shit

Please, hold on

Sliding through with style and ice like I'm Frozen

I'm not a gas smoker I'd be fucking up my ozone

Bad bitch with a sassy walk like she from Jojo

I don't fuck with multiple please get them hoes on

Chasing my life, my bag I'm trying to get some more dough

Dynamic duo with my bro we like Rigby and Mordecai

I'm getting to that dog food exotic little nigga Cane Corso

Damn still feels like I just woke up

Check my phone and check the time the damn sun about to glow up

Shining through the windows got damn but the temps getting colder

Hopped out the bed with the whole cover wrapped around my shoulder

Enough of that story

Back on the grind I'm moving on like a portal opened by Rick and Morty

I want the stage I want the lights on me so shit I said I'll go for it

It's harder than it looks like a big boy doing toe touches

My own man with my own life you are not in no control

I can see where we stand little nigga you need to leave me alone

Stressed out got friends and foes chasing after your bone

Think about family so if you do this ain't no going back home

I'm hell of tired

Weighing down my shoulders is this heavy ass attire

What I mean is how a nigga wear this fire

Snakes tryna stick to the shadows target acquired