Clouds - Sick & Tired Lyrics

Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus

Bitch they ain't no stage behind the f*cking scene
Bitch I'm chilling with my homies chilling with my f*cking team
Bitch I'm starting to move slowly cause I'm mixing up that lean
Come and kick it with a youngster come and take a sip with me
Come and take a hit with me
You know I'm in love with weed
I remember in 6th grade when I was rolling up receipts
And I say f*ck the police cause I stay true to the streets
In my city there's no peace that's why we got our own beliefs
Shout out the homie Jorge and the homie Tony
Shout out the homie Mator and the homie Birdy
Never hung out with no motherf*cking phonies
I was raised living off some bologna
I see my projects as a motherf*cking trophy
The graveyard is the place where I see all your homies
We was in the wild hunting like coyotes
I was raised up from the ground where it was loamy

Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus

I prayed to god for some new shoes but that didn't work
So I had to get it by myself straight out the f*cking dirt
Got my money up now all these ratchet bitches wanna flirt
But I don't give a f*ck for them my nonchalance I must assert

I grew up putting work
At 11 started keeping dirks
Now I keep a couple straps so hopefully I won't get merked
Seen brothers up on pro club shirts
They laying in a f*cking hearse
On every other gravestone you can see a different Bible verse

Call me some dogshit cause I'm always stuck on the streets
Never on my f*cking sleep
Always on my f*cking feet
And I make that f*cking green
Cause I'm serving all these fiends
Shit I might pour up Codeine
Make this sprite turn purple please

Ye
And I'm sipping on this lean
Shit it got me stuck and my vision look blurry
Got the double cup but I'm also smoking weed
But I'm also smoking weed

Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these f*cking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus