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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Harr
Andrew Harr
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Jermaine Jackson
Jermaine Jackson
Songwriter
Usher Raymond IV
Usher Raymond IV
Songwriter
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Producer
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jeff "Supa Jeff" Villanueva
Jeff "Supa Jeff" Villanueva
Recording Engineer
Karl Heilbron
Karl Heilbron
Recording Engineer
Noah "40" Shebib
Noah "40" Shebib
Engineer
The Runners
The Runners
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was all a dream, yeah, homie, I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah, I got my team and I got all of my **** behind me
And they give me the love I need
[Verse 2]
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game then I'm back in the light
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 3]
I am absolutely positively on my grizzy
Even though I'm sick and I'm tired, I get busy
Started at sixty-two but it ended up a frisbee
And me, I like to stand at the stove until I'm dizzy
[Verse 4]
Ball so hard it's like I brought the game with me
Left my glove so white 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
[Verse 5]
I got **** tryna sue me, bitches tryna do me
Way these **** acting, you'd thought they never knew me
But these **** know me and half them **** owe me
I'm fed up, it's why I'm acting like the old me
[Verse 6]
It was all a dream, yeah, homie, I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah, I got my team and I got all of my **** behind me
And they give me the love I need
[Verse 7]
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game then I'm back in the light
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 8]
I'm sick and tired of you suckers so now I'm fed up
Somebody catch the chain, I'm 'bout to tear his head off
Shawty bending over knowing I'm 'bout to tear it up
Before you let your top back, get your bread up
[Verse 9]
Made history but now we claiming victory
Get you out the White House, go back to your efficiencies
Suckers feel me and I know you haters hear me
Like the IRS, you wonder what I'm making yearly
[Verse 10]
With them brown bags circulate so I perpetrate
We shining than the bottom 'cause we're down to twekulate
Looking at the parking lot, better get your mind right
I hope you fed up being broke because the time's right
[Verse 11]
It was all a dream, yeah, homie, I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah, I got my team and I got all of my **** behind me
And they give me the love I need
[Verse 12]
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game then I'm back in the light
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 13]
Uh, me and Wayne was getting high on 'em
He leaned over and told me, just don't retire on 'em
And when they give ya they shoulders never cry on 'em
And when they love you to death, just never die on 'em
[Verse 14]
And the question still remains
Have I counted all the money that I've managed to obtain?
**** dedicating overtime to damaging my name
And somehow I'm still the hottest motherfucker in the game
[Verse 15]
I'm tired of these haters
That's why I go hard like AC Slater
Weezy baby here, y'all prenatal
I just get the beat and murk it out like Fredo
[Verse 16]
Uh, I'm sick of being criticized
That's why I'm higher than the Star Trek Enterprise
I do it big, don't get mad 'cause you minimized
I keep a red flag in case I get penalized
[Verse 17]
Uh, it's Young Money like you didn't know
Stop playing, I hit Drizzy with the give and go
It was all a dream now we the dream team
Who tryna see us? You seeing things
[Verse 18]
Hustle like I still pay rent, man
Got a chest full of heart, no Tin Man
Uh, Khaled, I'm fed up
Flow wake the dead up, Weezy
[Verse 19]
Yeah, hop out, I been in this, been breaking records since '94
So I ain't gotta brag about records that I've broke
Records that I hold and records that I've sold
And I'm fed up with these **** relieving my lingo
[Verse 20]
Yeah, don't bite the hand of your provider
If you say I ain't influenced you, you a liar
I'm on fire, you just a biter
You need to wake up and realize it was all a dream
[Verse 21]
It was all a dream, yeah, homie, I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah, I got my team and I got all of my **** behind me
And they give me the love I need
[Verse 22]
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game then I'm back in the light
I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Brett Andrew Harr, DJ Khaled, Faheem Najm, Jason Paul Douglas Boyd, Jay Jenkins, Jermaine Jackson, Usher Raymond IV, William Roberts
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