Sick And Tired - Noodah05

Sick And Tired - Noodah05

Год
2020
Язык
`Engels`
Длительность
156630

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Sick And Tired

Noodah05

You know what I’m doing

No cap

I’m sick and tired, all my niggas getting sent away

I’m sick and tired, I ain’t full, I need a bigger plate

(What's happening, Chi Chi?)

I’m sick and tired of going to funerals

I talked to on the phone, he said I’m proud of you

And we with this smoke know what he’ll do

I ain’t send no pussy boy with that gun, I know that he’ll shoot

He want a life without Xan', I know I feel you

And they been going through some things, they know I feel it too

Gotta tell the truth

Oh, can you take my pain away?

I been crying but I wanna see better days

Treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage

Sit on them blocks with a J, they shot him with a K

I don’t feel the need to grieve, you can see it in my face

I got a need for speed, Hellcat, one day race

Them niggas pussy, thy ain’t gon' talk when we be fac to face

I give Lil Cad the Glock and make sure that he eat his face

I don’t fuck with rats, them niggas sing like Anita Baker

Create the situation, I’ma let you meet your maker

Told him don’t grieve, don’t cry

When we creep, we slide, you know that somebody dying, oh

Oh, can you take my pain away?

I been crying but I wanna see better days

Treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage

Sit on them blocks with a J, they shot him with a K

She took the dick when I’m a on a Perc' but I ain’t gon' scream rape

I’m in the hood, I stuck to the code, but I ain’t gon' say it’s safe

Became a coach when I was young, I had to make a play

Gripping my gun became a route, I had to make a way

I gotta make it back home, I got lil' ones to feed

I’m in these streets, I can’t end up on somebody feed

No Black Chyna but I can’t let them jackboys rob me

Without a bottom, I can’t let them niggas top me

They shot my Unc in front of my uncle, he got memories

I feel that pain in my chest and I can barely breathe

I’ma shoot a video with this stick just like I’m Marco Steve

I was grinding hard

Tell that bitch call me a dog 'cause I’ma still flee

My grandad wasn’t no musician, but he play with keys

And I was around shit that I wasn’t even 'posed to see

And I become who they said I wasn’t 'posed to be

Oh, can you take my pain away?

I been crying but I wanna see better days

Treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage

Sit on them blocks with a J, they shot him with a K

She took the dick when I’m a on a Perc' but I ain’t gon' scream rape

I’m in the hood, I stuck to the code, but I ain’t gon' say it’s safe

Became a coach when I was young, I had to make a play

Gripping my gun became a route, I had to make a way

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