She been wit ya boy since Way back In the G 5 n*gga Layed back Or in the 6 4 on them triple thangs And then we hit the jewelry store to cop a Couple of chains I'm just tryin' ta live the American Dream And you can measure my life on a triple beam You see Fast money seem to spend real fast But it's the love that just don't last Holla back
I'm tired of every night Being alone I'm tired of all day Callin' your phone I'm tired You never pay attention to me I'm tired of every night Loosing sleep And I'm tired Your n*ggas get more Time with you I'm tired of stressing 'bout the Things you do I'm tired Girl if you're tired Say you're tired Cause I'm tired of crying
I'm tired of playing I'm tired of excuses I'm tired of believing I'm tired of ya lying Don't know if you're truthful Don't know if you're cheating But you got the answers And I'm tired of questions And I'm here to tell ya That this time it's over This time I'm leavin' This time I'm gone now yeah
I'm leaving this (yeah) I'm leaving this (yeah) Oh yeah I'm leaving this (yeah) I'm leaving this (ooh ooh) I'm leaving this sh*t alone And you gon' miss me Once I'm gone Oh yeah I'm leaving this I'm leaving this Oh yeah I'm leaving this I'm leaving this I'm leaving this sh*t alone And you gon' miss me Once I'm gone
I'm out in these streets Tryin' ta eat Why in the world is this girl F*cking wit me See I'm on the grind This sh*t here take time If you wanna dip Gon' leave But don't pull that laundromat Sh*t on me When it's ya girl that you call ya homie She be all up on my coller And when you ain't here She tryin' ta holla Maybe I ain't love ya like I shoulda But ya didn't appreciate me Like ya shoulda I'm tired of breaking up Them making up This time it's over
I'm leaving this (yeah) I'm leaving this (yeah) Oh yeah I'm leaving this (yeah) I'm leaving this (ooh ooh) I'm leaving this sh*t alone And you gon' miss me Once I'm gone Oh yeah I'm leaving this I'm leaving this Oh yeah I'm leaving this I'm leaving this I'm leaving this sh*t alone And you gon' miss me Once I'm gone
I don't know why this girl be trippin' Always trippin' on me You was my girl You were my friend Used to be my homie Hand me my keys I'm out the door Grabbin' my Louis Vuitton bags And my coat
I don't know why this girl be trippin' Always trippin' on me You was my girl You were my friend Used to be my homie Hand me my keys I'm out the door Grabbin' my Louis Vuitton bags And my coat
I don't know don't know Why why why Everything I do I make her Cry cry cry Man I wish that she could stay By my side But it seems like we just Let each other down