Fuck I’m Tired Lyrics

[Intro]
No auto
(Let’s go, Miche. That’s your turn right now)
Ayy

[Verse 1]
I lost my nigga to the gun
We were so young, it changed my life
Fell in love with doing drugs and busting guns all night, flights
I ain’t understand life, shit, I had a million why's
It wasn’t nothing that you could tell us
We outside, go kill for mine

My first time trusting a bitch, hell, why it left me hurt?
Fuck this shit, I got some money, I bet she heard about me for sure
I had bossed up, got my life right, everybody used to do me dirt
When that check up, they gon’ act right
I seen niggas change, this merch

[Verse 2]
I already knew we had to be strapped up way before this summer came
Stuck inside a hood cycle, just some things that never change
If it’s smoke, we standing right there, we all got these flames
Plus, we lost some blood, I want revenge, step in my brother’s name
Two .21s inside this Honda, nigga, we totin’ on the .45
Paranoid inside the whip, we see two K-9s on the rear
Hit this corner, nigga, I’ma bounce out, I take everything and you dip
It was the plan we had, and after nigga you pull over and chill

Little nights inside the summer, long days inside that gutter
I had dreams so many nights of different ways to feed my hunger
When you fail so many times after you tried, it make you wonder
Do you really serve a purpose? Nigga fell so low as under

[Chorus]
I done cried a million times, fuck them times
You call me, I can’t call you shit, I’m cutting ties
Be wronged and they act innocent, playing on my mind
I don’t want none of you niggas ain’t fucking with it
Fuck them all a thousand times

[Verse 3]
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Kill them all if they want some, eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Pick one of these toes up, that boy here with Calico
Come through like the army
Skeletalist stole souls, got them bitches on me

He popped a pink ten and now he in the car, he tryna roll on something
I don’t respect things if it ain’t our W, Cram I’m holding on
Me against the world, I switch the crowd down
Nigga know I’m done
You ain’t got no money, why the fuck you talking?
Nigga can’t show me nun'

[Bridge]
Creeping down early, late-night lurking
Caught them on our back street, I'm jumping out first thing
[?] in my Glock
I’m gon’ sing them my song
I bust that nigga talk
Yeah, we send the boy home

[Chorus]
I done cried a million times
Fuck them times
You call me, I can’t call you shit, I’m cutting ties
Be wronged and then they act innocent, playing on my mind
I don’t none of you niggas ain't fucking with it
Fuck them all a thousand times