Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tired, artist - 22 Savage.
Date of issue: 25.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tired |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
When it’s beef open and fire, don’t you let nobody slide |
Shit done got real, I ain’t running from no nigga |
I ain’t hiding |
Tell my brother grab the Draco |
Imma grab that cutter |
Then go lurking for them niggas |
Out here acting like they gutta |
Travis James Entertainment |
Yeah we run the fucking city |
Any nigga feel different, then fuck a nigga feelings |
On my body, with that shotta, we catch bodies |
When them niggas start dropping is when them niggas start realizing |
Get on me lying, you gon get it with the K |
Ran down and shoot a nigga in his face broad day and blow his brains out |
With that mother fucking tek |
This is 22 savage and I want my respect |
Niggas out here tweeting, out here flexing for that gram |
Niggas out here tweeting, out here flexing for that gram |
You the type to buy a gram, then double bag and scam |
Nigga double bag and scam then his ass gon get bammed |
On that block where we hustle, told bird to bring that dope up |
Pouring up that syrup shit I had to pour a coke up |
Niggas off their body feel robotic they come show us |
Niggas off their body feel robotic they come show us |
32 shots they |
Niggas be talking we spinning |
Pull up on your block, we swinging them Glocks like monkeys jumping fences |
Niggas they running they hiding, I’m running down the stand |
Them cutters tag niggas, they gon run you down and chase you |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Niggas feeling like they gutta |
Niggas really out here repping |
Niggas really think they steppers till they really feel that pressure |
I ain’t got nothing to live for but my momma know I love her |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
Keep that cutter by the dresser |
Niggas repping on the kid |
Tryna play me like a hoe |
Any nigga in my gang, best believe that we on go |
Like they did L. a bird, they will zip your ass for sure |
L.a tee got them bandz for any nigga think they on |
Young nigga getting it in and I’m really with they shit |
I’ll crack a nigga head, i’ll bust a nigga shit |
And if |
We will be full of that shit |
And I’m rolling off them cuz I’m full of that shit |
When it’s beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
Beef, open and fire |
Cuz In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |
When beeeeeef, open and fire, open and fire, open and fire |
In these streets you get weak, you get tired |
Running from sirens |