[Intro]
This is to all you fake ass n***as
Playing ass n***as
That say I ain't making it or anything
Fuck you ho ass n***as

[Hook]
I'm sick of these lying ass n***as, crying ass n***as
Saying you the plug, ain't nobody buying n***a
I'm sick of these fake ass n***as, hating ass n***as
Claiming you a goon, you a shaky ass n***a
Pussy buying ass n***a, lying ass n***a
You marry the ho, and you the side n***a
I'm sick of these broke ass n***as, joke ass n***as
Lemme hold something, shut up you po' n***a

[Verse 1]
I'm sick of these so called hustlas
Claiming they chasing commas
Showing all yo whips on vine
But you still shacking up with yo momma
Run yo mouth when you up with yo partners
Pussy n***a never been the shotta
When I hit you with the semi, you gon' think that he was coming through the twitter how they screaming who shot ya
Plenty loot
Car full of goons, serving bullet wounds
My young n***a shoot
Rob yo main bitch for them Jimmy Choos
Who ya tryna fool
Chill with the act, my n***a be you
Strapped in yo Instagram pics but that don’t mean shit, what’s a gun if it ain’t being used
Lurking on these streets, in these traps
N***as better be strapped
N***as out here plotting on ya, be prepared to dump back
Whoop a n***a, gotta murk em payback it's closed curtains
Yeen bout that life, my n***a hollow points’ll have your soul searching
[Hook]
I'm sick of these lying ass n***as, crying ass n***as
Saying you the plug, ain't nobody buying n***a
I'm sick of these fake ass n***as, hating ass n***as
Claiming you a goon, you a shaky ass n***a
Pussy buying ass n***a, lying ass n***a
You marry the ho, and you the side n***a
I'm sick of these broke ass n***as, joke ass n***as
Lemme hold something, shut up you po' n***a


[Verse 2]
All this cash, ain't counterfeit
But some of you n***as act counterfeit
N***a you ain't never put in work, and quit lying ya ain't never seen pounds of it
Tired of the bullshit talking
Knowing it isn't really but you claiming that ya balling
Tried to take mine, choppa get it straight like orthodontists
I check these n***as like direct deposits
You ain't know that's how it is out here
Blood sweats and tears out here
You don't know how it feels out here
Pussy n***a you can get killed out here
My n***a that's how it goes
We so cut throat for the dope
Moving work in the hood, but ya never know
Caught a n***a with the salt, thought that shit was blow
N***as kept ending the discussion, don't wanna talk
Hit em with the choppa, make em do somersault
Hit em with the sack, and nah ain't no running off
Everyday that bullet touching is coming off
APB, they be looking for them all mothafucking day
Homicide unit, said must be foul, mothafucking play
[Hook]
I'm sick of these lying ass n***as, crying ass n***as
Saying you the plug, ain't nobody buying n***a
I'm sick of these fake ass n***as, hating ass n***as
Claiming you a goon, you a shaky ass n***a
Pussy buying ass n***a, lying ass n***a
You marry the ho, and you the side n***a
I'm sick of these broke ass n***as, joke ass n***as
Lemme hold something, shut up you po' n***a