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Ayy, sick of these (sick)
Sick of these (sick, sick)
Hire some (help), get rid of these niggas (skrr)
Sick of shit, move to the Ritz
Turned out the (ayy)
It is it is, yeah
GLE, 'cause that Lambo fast (skrr)
S Class, G Class, lotta (sss, sss)
In a rocket and that bitch got no tags (skrr, skrr)
Louis in exchange for body bags, yeah

Sick of niggas (sick)
Sick of these (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 with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)
you off to pay their tithes (oh)
They want me gone but don't why
It's too for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that shit
It's too for all that
It's too for all that, ayy
It's too for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm brother shit, all that other shit
It's too for all that, ayy
It's too for all that

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

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

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

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