| Tired, so tired
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| It’s a shame the way I’m livin this life, but I keep livin it
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| Smoke to get high
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| And the weed and hennessy don’t do nothin but I keep rippin it
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| It’s the way I live my life
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| It’s my life and how I live in the sunshine, my nigga
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| It’s just the way I live my life
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| It’s my life and how I live in the sunshine
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| Man, day-in day-out it’s the same old same
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| I’m tryin to make a dollar out of 15 cents main
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| A little purp in the swisher
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| A little purp in the cup
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| A little purp in my system
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| And I can’t give myself up
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| I kick myself up out the bed
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| Out the door to the block
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| Motivate my way to the corner and hustle the rocks
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| I don’t love what I’m doin, but I hate where I’m stayin
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| So I be out with the truth’s, cause it’s due’s that I’m payin
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| Prayin I can find a way up out this bottomless pit
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| Cause livin like how I’m livin ain’t hittin no shit
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| Niggas tell it like it’s nothin so there’s no one to trust
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| And for me to see tomorrow by any means is a must
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| So ain’t no need to fuss about it, take it day-by-day
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| Get my hustle on and keep these hater’s out my way
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| I trust no niggas and trust no ho’s
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| And I’m never really asleep, there’s only one eye closed
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| So I’m tired
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| My work, shit is also playtime
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| When I punch in I roll a sweet then I say rhymes
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| A drink’ll help, I take a step to the bottle then pop the top
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| Finish up the lyrics, go in and rock the spot
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| I come out and take another swig
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| Another brew, another blunt, another cig
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| Shit, who got the liquor nigga
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| Fuck it, I’ll drink it even though, you know, it gets me sicka quicka
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| I’m goin hard, yet, I’m still on the clock
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| My homie got the weed, my partna got the pills on lock
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| And, whatever-ya else you want from speed to syrup
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| But I prefer the herb
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| And I drink, so I got to watch how I behave
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| My beer was frozen — tried to put it in the microwave
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| I got to focus cause tonight we got a show
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| And you know we gonna be drinkin and smokin some mo'
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| But ughhh
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| Now personally, I don’t give a fuck who forget about me when I’m dead and gone
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| Cause most of the people who don’t care won’t even hear this song
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| I been a lot of place’s I thought I’d never ever be
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| And I seen a lot of things I thought I’d never ever see
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| My momma told me that these streets gonna be the death of me
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| I’ve been in situations from murder’s to the burglaries
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| I’m a pretty dude, why ugly dudes always be testin me
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| I’m a skinny dude, why big dudes always be testin me
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| I make it happen real fast, unexpectedly
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| My hood shootouts be exactly like the Westerns be
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| I tell a judge and jury I was just defendin' me
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| And intimidation is no relation, only kin to me
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| I usually ride by myself, there’s never men with me
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| I’m a grown man, I don’t need no men to send for me
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| Cause it ain’t no vest on me, don’t think you got the best of me
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| That ain’t the way I’m supposed to die, that ain’t my destiny |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song So Tired , by - Hi-Tek. Song from the album Hi-teknology - Volume 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп