This is a song about "Tired of getting played"

Im tired of these bitches

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Im getting tired of people spraying shit and darting off

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

You was tired of the cursing

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Im tired of being slepted on

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Tired of all the waitin' shit, and tired of all the hatin' shit

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

I'm tired of following other shadows,

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes