[Intro: Kent Jamz]
I'm tired of f**ing around
I ain't crazy
[Verse 1: Kent Jamz]
Getting head, blowin' dro
[?]
Her friend said
"f** these n***as, I can't trust these n***as"
Threesome on the bed, [?] on the floor
Your girl ran through the door, she screaming
"f** that n***a, I can't trust that n***a, no mo'"
Now she gone let me hit it 'til the summer
Thanks for the come up
Ask her how it felt
She said yum yum
I told her [?]
n***as need to grow up
b**hes need to slow down
Stop f**ing n***as from the same town
Then act surprised when [?] merry go round
You where he go now
Buying swishers for his n***as
Smoking that loud, shutting your mouth
I should be proud
All I wanna do now is scream out
“I'm tired of f**ing around”
But for now let the beat go down
She won't frown when the weed go around
[Hook: Kent Jamz]
I'm tired of f**ing around, with these n***as
I'm tired of f**ing around, with these n***as
I'm tired of f**ing around, with these n***as
I'm sick of playing with you
f** what you saying n***a, I ain't crazy
[Verse 2: Joon]
I'm a wild-haired, skinny-boned
Tie-dye wearing a** n***a
Kush smoking mu'f**a
You may wanna ask your friend about
Right after you turn your shoulder to walkin' past
One dread, one bed
So why you gone give up that a**?
I got dest on dest on dest
Titties sleeping on top of my chest
I'm dropping the ashes on top of her neck
Straight dest respect
And these n***as ain't no different
I love 'em, all they my children
But they still could get these mittens
If they need to get it out they system
I'm ten toes sorry I don't care about your feelings
All I care about is family and taking care of my little one
I know that I'm the sh**, but hate when it's being mentioned
But now I think its time to stop being nice to competition
Got my middle finger up, like your b**h is sitting down
And your group compared to us, is Cudi's first single out
And I may be crazy, cause I only see in layman's
And I ain't giving up no an*s, to get my an*s famous
[Verse 3: P]
Old friends still talking cause they know my minds changed
And sometimes I tend to act quite insane
Like my girlfriend say
But I ain't tripping off opinions from you n***as
Over D. Ounce the illest in the game
All you mickey n***as strange
Wonder why I don't come kick it
You still up on that same sh** from when you saw me different
Say you 'bout your bread, but you politicking like some b**hes
Put progression in your vision
Ho n***a get out my business
Hating on your boys cause you [?]
So quick to blame your neighbor
Instead of looking in the mirror
Tired of f**ing around with you n***as huh
But I still got pounds for you n***as
I be tripping but believe me, I ain't crazy
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Nipsey Hussle]
I ain't crazy, nah, far from it
All my life I've been hustling
Never had no access but always was constructive
Therefore I'm well versed in every subject
Had to put this sh** together myself
Tired of f**ing around
Big plans of me touching the clouds
But, quicksand had me stuck on the ground
Look, don't dispute my untouchable style
Tt wasn't a question if he got it
But, who would allow
This young n***a smoking weed
With his music up loud
To put his blue chucks on the scene
And give our city a sound
sh** like what's [?]
He untrustable now
Unf**able now, Unbuckable now
I ain't tripping, self-made, just mo' hustling now
?
f** the middle man, make millions thats the job, hustle
[Part 2: Kent Jamz]
Vogue
Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang bang
Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang ah
Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang bang
Model bullets in my magazine, watch me..
I pulled up to the [?] with four girls from the UK in an old school
They all been sniffing c**aine
One of 'em won't stop licking my face
They don't even smoke weed
Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang