This is a song about "Sick and tired"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

'cuz i'm tired of your shit and the mental abuse,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Inflict enough damage till your scarred for life, tired and cry,

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Im getting tired of people spraying shit and darting off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I was tired at first, tired of thirst, and getting fucked over

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

We're tired of your fiction and hungry for a crucifixion

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Thick lips and a sick class