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Tired
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tired was released on September 27, 2025 by Soul Hop House Music as a part of the album Chemistry
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Release DateSeptember 27, 2025
LabelSoul Hop House Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CeoPoet
CeoPoet
Vocals
Maxi Payne
Maxi Payne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CeoPoet
CeoPoet
Producer

Lyrics

T-I-R-E-D oh yeah I'm tired of that shh
T-I-R-E-D
T-I-R-E-D ain't you tired of this
T-I-R-E-D I'm tired
I'm tired as a mother of four, with no man in the frame
Just getting it done, not pointing the blame
No time for B.S'n or the games
How I see it (huh) call it the same
Let's just say shit's changed
Cause too much plain today, that wouldn't fly
Yesterday you see it don't deny
I ain't going for that S-T, separated with hi
Or try to act blind, just a contract signed
Got the game fucked up, putting money over respect
Tryna buy power, and end up in its debt
Speeding through self-checking and end up a self reck
Build up everything but ain't build up yourself yet
For those who needin' a reason uh Kenny he said it best,
There's a lot of goofies wit a to check
A platform, PR team, big budget
And just to get it bag to the people sell destruction
Man I'm tired
T-I-R-E-D, Oh yeah I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, yea I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, ain't you tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, man I'm tired
T-I-R-E-D, oh yeah I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, ain't you tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, I'm tired
I'm tired of **** just like a scorned woman
Hottest yo hood but you don't own nothing
I'm locked in a stew and I'm about to roll something
I'm tired of you asking me can you hold something
Yeah, wack rappers make me lazy
He said he sound like me, I ain't claiming that baby
I'm a deadbeat daddy, I don't like rappers
He claiming he the king, that's the one I'm going after
Yeah, I'm tired like a recliner
I don't wanna hear no bars about designer
Uh Let me cook, no timer
Uh Let me eat, no diner
Yeah, let me set the table fuck a record label
I'm just not the plug boy I came with all the cables
And I came with all the haters
How the fuck you think I made it
**** said he fucking made us
**** make another me then
Cutting **** off we don't really need to be friends
No you're not dope to me, boy you decent
Had to spend twice on this ass, now we even
Taking shots shots shots at his ass like a frat house
Pass out, playing Mossberg in a Glasshouse
Bounce out 2025 we on drive by
**** jumping on tracks spitting sci-fi
I'm tired of that shit **** no lie
Oh yeah I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, yeah I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, ain't you tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, man I'm tired
T-I-R-E-D, oh yeah I'm tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, ain't you tired of that shit
T-I-R-E-D, I'm tired
T-I-R-E-D
T-I-R-E-D
T-I-R-E-D
T-I-R-E-D
I'm tired
Written by: Anthony Dillingham, Christopher Dunham
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