I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
What the f**k's going on all this b******t around here man
Y'all f**king the game up been f**king it up for years
I don't care what you do do what you do
But for all my n***as that want that real s**t
Here you go I'm f**king fed up with that all s**t n***a
I'm fed up
I can't take it no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
P***y n***a no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them killers back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
P***y n***as grinding for the dough grinding for the dough
I said I'm done defending rap every of these n***as can't even rap
Every these n***as done killed the game so bad I just went back to trap
And I ain't doing no features for you motherf**king leeches
Where the f**k was your parents who the f**k is your teacher
Who the hell is your preacher cause you n***as is sitting shame
I used to love rap but thanks to you s**t ain't the same
Who want the rasters f**king beast me
If y'all n***as hard the the f**k that makes me
All these dealers faking I'm just wondering how they made it
If you think that s**t is quaking you think it's hallucinating
These rappers so overrated I'm the cold go 18
Greatest of our times n***a god has made me for it
I can't take it no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
P***y n***a no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them killers back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
P***y n***as grinding for the dough grinding for the dough
Y'all n***as talk a lot f**king call that rapping
B***h you with a tree branch call me long cabin
You got the guards spazzing f**k all of y'all
I ain't let n***as shine I let them off the ball
Lord show no mercy I beg you all mighty
Disintegrate these trash n***as word to Chris mighty
You wanna fist fight me yeah I know you like me
Study my old raps pause b***h biteme
Little n***as don't make me load the cartridge
F**k around and eat your food and rob your lunchboxes
All that money talk where your money went
Paul put they a*s on punishment
I can't take it no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
P***y n***a no f**king more no f**king more
P***y s**t no f**king more no f**king more
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them killers back in this h*e back in this h*e
I bring them g's back in this h*e back in this h*e
P***y n***as grinding for the dough grinding for the dough
