Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fed Up, artist - DJ Khaled. Album song Victory, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: E1
Song language: English
Fed Up |
It was all a dream |
Yeah homie I’m on my job |
And you can’t take that away from me Yeah I got my team |
And I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need |
Yeah I got my foot in the door |
Still hustling for more |
Checking the game |
Yeah I’m back in the light |
Yeah I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up |
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired |
(Young Jeezy:) |
I am absolutely positively on my grizzy |
Even though I’m sick of them tired, I gets busy |
Started 62, what ended up a frisbee |
And me, I like to stand at the stove until I’m dizzy |
Ball so hard it’s like I brought the game with me Left my glove, so why you thought I brought Jermaine with me? |
'Bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me I give it all up before I let the fame get me I got niggas tryin' to sue me, bitches tryin' to do me |
Way these niggas actin' you’d have though they never knew me (Young) |
But these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me |
I’m fed up, it’s why I’m acting like the ol' me |
(Usher:) |
It was all a dream |
Yeah homie I’m on my job |
And you can’t take that away from me Yeah I got my team |
And I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need |
Yeah I got my foot in the door |
Still hustling for more |
Checking the game |
Yeah I’m back in the light |
Yeah I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up |
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired |
(Rick Ross:) |
I’m sick and tired of you suckahs so now I’m fed up (Ross) |
Somebody catch the chain; |
I’m 'bout to tear his head off |
Shawty bendin' over knowin' I’m 'bout to tear it up Before you let your top back, get your bread up Made history, but now we claiming victory |
Get ya out da white house; |
go back to your efficiency |
Suckahs finny and I know you haters hear me Like the IRS, you wonder what I’m makin; |
yearly! |
With them brown bags, circulate so why I perpetrate |
We shinin' than the bottom cuz we’re down to twerkulate |
Lookin' at the parking lot; |
better get your mind right |
Oh, you better be broke cuz the time’s right |
(Usher:) |
It was all a dream |
Yeah homie I’m on my job |
And you can’t take that away from me Yeah I got my team |
And I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need |
Yeah I got my foot in the door |
Still hustling for more |
Checking the game |
Yeah I’m back in the light |
Yeah I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up |
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired |
(Drake:) |
Uh, me and Wayne was gettin' high on 'em |
He leaned over and told just don’t retire on 'em |
And when they give ya they shoulders, never cry on 'em |
And when they love you to death, never die on 'em |
And the question still remains |
Have I counted all the money that I managed to obtain? |
Niggas dedicating overtime to damaging my name |
And somehow I’m still the hottest, muthafuckah in the game |
(Usher:) |
Yeah I’ve been in this been breaking records since '94 |
So I ain’t gotta brag about records that I’ve brought |
Records that I hold |
Records that I’ve sold |
Man I’m fed up with these niggas, believe in my lingo |
Yeah, don’t bite the hand of your provider |
You say that I ain’t influence you; |
you a liar |
I’m on fire; |
you used to light up You’re gonna wake up and realize- |
It was all a dream |
Yeah homie I’m on my job |
And you can’t take that away from me Yeah I got my team |
And I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need |
Yeah I got my foot in the door |
Still hustling for more |
Checking the game |
Yeah I’m back in the light |
Yeah I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up Hey I’m fed up |
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired |