Sick and tired of this shit man
Lately I been sick and tired
I ain't getting shine, trying to wonder why
4am at No.9, can't sleep on a summer night
Been trying to make money summersault
Better come with it or don't come at all
It's all sweet, then it turned sour, now they full of salt
Now it feels like I gotta lock the vault
Security walls and shit
Talk is cheap when the wallet is slim
I hear them talking cuz the walls are thin
Training Day over like Alonzo, I ball on them
Pay attention to my calling, but who I call on then?
Take the gamble, going all in man
September baby been falling again
Into a dark space, negative thoughts crawling again
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
Everyday I been killing it
Mortal Kombat, fatality, finish it
Life been a bitch
I had to start from scratch
Just off an itch
Fourth down, off an inch
Now I got it locked, got them in the clinch
The world is yours, on the blimp
I need a shot, no more serenity bitch
Surrender your shit, render your shit obsolete
They will not remember your shit obviously
All I speak is prophecy
Going all up with a girl downing me
King shit, crowning me
They used to be clowning me, now I'm IT, now I'm IT
Now she wanna hit
Do it for my Yella clique
Blowing up, hella quick
But the journey was slow
Yellas done broke up
Been fed up and shit whoa
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
They try to sell you more dreams
And make you more fiends
And make more off of you
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
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Sick and tired of this shit man
Lately I been sick and tired
I ain't getting shine, trying to wonder why
4am at No.9, can't sleep on a summer night
Been trying to make money summersault
Better come with it or don't come at all
It's all sweet, then it turned sour, now they full of salt
Now it feels like I gotta lock the vault
Security walls and shit
Talk is cheap when the wallet is slim
I hear them talking cuz the walls are thin
Training Day over like Alonzo, I ball on them
Pay attention to my calling, but who I call on then?
Take the gamble, going all in man
September baby been falling again
Into a dark space, negative thoughts crawling again
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
Everyday I been killing it
Mortal Kombat, fatality, finish it
Life been a bitch
I had to start from scratch
Just off an itch
Fourth down, off an inch
Now I got it locked, got them in the clinch
The world is yours, on the blimp
I need a shot, no more serenity bitch
Surrender your shit, render your shit obsolete
They will not remember your shit obviously
All I speak is prophecy
Going all up with a girl downing me
King shit, crowning me
They used to be clowning me, now I'm IT, now I'm IT
Now she wanna hit
Do it for my Yella clique
Blowing up, hella quick
But the journey was slow
Yellas done broke up
Been fed up and shit whoa
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
They try to sell you more dreams
And make you more fiends
And make more off of you
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
Lately I been sick and tired
I ain't getting shine, trying to wonder why
4am at No.9, can't sleep on a summer night
Been trying to make money summersault
Better come with it or don't come at all
It's all sweet, then it turned sour, now they full of salt
Now it feels like I gotta lock the vault
Security walls and shit
Talk is cheap when the wallet is slim
I hear them talking cuz the walls are thin
Training Day over like Alonzo, I ball on them
Pay attention to my calling, but who I call on then?
Take the gamble, going all in man
September baby been falling again
Into a dark space, negative thoughts crawling again
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
Everyday I been killing it
Mortal Kombat, fatality, finish it
Life been a bitch
I had to start from scratch
Just off an itch
Fourth down, off an inch
Now I got it locked, got them in the clinch
The world is yours, on the blimp
I need a shot, no more serenity bitch
Surrender your shit, render your shit obsolete
They will not remember your shit obviously
All I speak is prophecy
Going all up with a girl downing me
King shit, crowning me
They used to be clowning me, now I'm IT, now I'm IT
Now she wanna hit
Do it for my Yella clique
Blowing up, hella quick
But the journey was slow
Yellas done broke up
Been fed up and shit whoa
I been a zombie walking through life not living at all
I'm trying to be Jordan not Pippen when I ball
Who the f*ck are these new cats, I'm skipping through them all
Society made me a shopper
Designer drugs now I'm tripping through the mall
What the f*ck you want
We all wear our hunger and our haunt
What the f*ck you want from us
They try to sell you more dreams
And make you more fiends
And make more off of you
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
What's a Yella to do
Writer: Scope G, Gerald Sung
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid