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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
Vocals
Lil Bibby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
London Buckner
Composer
Brandon Dickerson
Songwriter
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ L
Producer
Lyrics
They say Herbo don't come around no more I wonder why
Maybe I'm just tired of havin' the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seein' my mama cryin'
So sick and tired of **** that ain't got nothin' want some of mine
No I ain't broke no more I ran it up I'm tired of lyin'
Gotta hide the mac can't worry about **** no more I'm tired of tryin'
I'll be on the grind I don't get no sleep so all the time I'm tired
Hope it pay off mama said she tired of wonderin' if I'm alive
Hope it all pay off mama said she tired of wonderin' if I'm alive
See my face pop up on channel fyve talkin' about a homicide
He was caught laid out on Essex Ave gunned down a bunch of times
No gun on me so that means I lied in all them fuckin' rhymes
I ain't tryna go out like that how the whole city run they mouth like that
Got a fourty cocked back hollow tip magazine yeah I leave out the house like that
Gotta stay lowkey I ain't been off lean but I'm ready to bounce right back
Getting tired of everybody puttin' stress on me fuck around and relapse right back
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seein' my mama cryin'
Tired of being around my homies dyin' seen too many homicides
Kobe's last breath was right before my eyes shit had me traumatized
I'm so sick and tired of being tired I don't even exercise
They say Herbo don't come around no more I wonder why
Maybe I'm just tired of havin' the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seein' my mama cryin'
So sick and tired of **** that ain't got nothin' want some of mine
No I ain't broke no more I ran it up I'm tired of lyin'
Gotta hide the mac can't worry about **** no more I'm tired of tryin'
I'll be on the grind I don't get no sleep so all the time I'm tired
Hope it pay off mama said she tired of wonderin' if I'm alive
I tote me a big four fyve I'm tired of eights I'm tired of nines
**** got my name in they mouth guess they ain't never gonna get tired of dyin'
I'm tired of tryin' I'm tired of flyin' I'm tired of **** lyin'
Bout to move down south cop a big ass house I need some peace and quiet
I was always silent grew up violent adapted to my climate
Fly as a pilot please come try it I stay with my sidekick
I already cocked back pussy **** top back put a bullet hole in your Sox cap
**** wanna start rumors like I ain't got shooters tell 'em hatin' ass **** stop that
I know real drug lords and I really fought war why the hell you think I bought these guns for
Fourty glock with the beam pull up on the scene I make all the **** run for it
See me out in the town got at least thirty thousen so them hatin' ass **** come for it
I ain't worried about the bread put a hundred on your head make all my lil **** hunt for him
They say Herbo don't come around no more I wonder why
Maybe I'm just tired of havin' the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seein' my mama cryin'
So sick and tired of **** that ain't got nothin' want some of mine
No I ain't broke no more I ran it up I'm tired of lyin'
Gotta hide the mac can't worry about **** no more, I'm tired of tryin'
I'll be on the grind I don't get no sleep so all the time I'm tired
Hope it pay off mama said she tired of wonderin' if I'm alive
Now look I said if you wanna get ahead
Sometimes you gotta go with doubt you feel me
You have to make a lot of sacrifices for this shit man you know what I'm sayin'
A wise man once told me he said
Bibby you want somethin' you never had you gotta do somethin' you ain't never did
You feel me he said Bibby you having too much fun you know what I'm sayin'
It's grind time man and I like **** to be on my ass sometimes man
Look push me they push me to go harder you know what I'm sayin'
Written by: Herbert Randall Wright III, London Buckner, Brandon George Dickinson