MoneyatMidnight - Tiied

Yea, all of these drug, they got me tired
Not coming to play, you fuck around messin' with fire
Yeah you gone get burnt, yeah you gone be singin' like the choir
Poppin' fake pills, yea you know that them shits is expired
Countin' money yea it got me tired
Got my passport, little bitch, you know I'm a frequent flyer
Ain't got time for haters or no muh-fuckin' liars
I'm getting fried, bihh, 'cause I'm muh-fuckin' tii-tiied

I want somebody to hump me,
But dammit, I got the munchies,
Don't wanna play in no crunchy,
Two finger check, Easter bunny
But wait a minute, it takes a minute, I done just got tired
Tryna leave now thinking was this even worth the drive?
To the dealership, all of this paperwork got me tiied,
Brand new fucking Porsche Panamera, ain't even got no miles
And like my whip, SHADESRECORDS, yea I built the shit,
Nino Brown, *

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