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Ayy, sick of these (sick)
of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help (help), get rid of niggas (skrr)
Sick of shit, move to the Ritz
out the bitch (ayy)
It is what it is,
GLE, 'cause that movin' fast (skrr)
S Class, G Class, lotta (sss, sss)
In a and that bitch ain't got no tags (skrr, skrr)
bags in exchange for body bags, yeah

Sick of these (sick)
of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some (help), get rid of these niggas (grr)
what it was, it is what it is
Whatever you did, it is it is

And I'm so (tired)
I fuck with the mob and I got (got the ties, got the ties)
you off to pay their tithes (oh)
They want me gone but know why
It's too for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other
It's too late for all
It's too for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that shit
I'm brother shit, all that other shit
too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all

Ayy, sick of these
Sick of niggas
Hire some help, get rid of these
I'm not with the ra-ra, I am a
My in Chanel now
Your in Escada (sick, sick, sick, sick)

Yeah, and shook
Please don't let them ya, I don't care how they look (nah)
all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (shh)
Twenty-nine is comin', they on edge when I (cook)
Lead the league in scorin', man, but at my assists (shh)
Yes, I be with but I like to reminisce (yeah)
I do not a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, insist (they insist)
Yeah, I can
I gave 'em two for forty million like Chappelle (two)
Standin' over coffin with a and a nail (two)
Heard you hit up so and so, that name ring a bell, nah

Sick of these (sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these
I'm of this shit (sick, sick)
I'm runnin' a (ayy)
Whatever you did, it is it is

And I'm so (tired)
I fuck the mob and I got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)
Knock you off to pay tithes
They want me gone but don't why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey
I'm brother shit, all that other shit
It's too for all that
too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey
I'm your brother shit, all that shit
too late for all that, ayy
It's too for all that