Tied

This life of mine gon have a nigga tired

Looking over yo shoulder, asking who gon ride

In this marathon, they just tryna stop my stride

I vent to drugs so when I'm walking it feel like I glide

I'm with my tribe making money in some Nike slides

Fuck these hoes, Ima turn Ben Frank into my bride

She want my heart she gotta get Ben Frank's, come and bribe

But tell me if you catch the vibe

I'm tryna win the game, niggas out here wait for ties

You on the other side then you might have to catch divide

I swear I'm tired, so I need some Gatorade