Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous
Vigorously flipping bitches, niggas getting sick of us
But im never sick of him
I love all the inspiration
And my only fear's a wedding ring
And i'm sick of not sleeping,
Straight g thing, double m g thing
But im sick of the fighting
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering
"what the fuck? this is fucking sick, bitch, fuck you,"
Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due
Im sick and tired of all this corruption
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
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