Mike Will Made It - I'm Sicka lyrics

[Hook] I'm sick of these lying a** n***as, crying a** n***as Saying you the plug, ain't nobody buying n***a I'm sick of these fake a** n***as, hating a** n***as Claiming you a goon, you a shaky a** n***a p**y buying a** n***a, lying a** n***a You marry the ho, and you the side n***a I'm sick of these broke a** n***as, joke a** n***as Lemme hold something, shut up you po' n***a [Verse 1] I'm sick of these so called hustlas Claiming they chasing commas Showing all yo whips on vine But you still shacking up with yo momma Run yo mouth when you up with yo partners p**y n***a never been the shotta When I hit you with the semi, you gon' think that he was coming through the twitter how they screaming who shot ya Plenty loot Car full of goons, serving bullet wounds My young n***a shoot Rob yo main b**h for them Jimmy Choos Who ya tryna fool Chill with the act, my n***a be you Strapped in yo Instagram pics but that don't mean sh**, what's a gun if it ain't being used Lurking on these streets, in these traps n***as better be strapped n***as out here plotting on ya, be prepared to dump back Whoop a n***a, gotta murk em payback it's closed curtains Yeen bout that life, my n***a hollow points'll have your soul searching [Hook] [Verse 2] All this cash, ain't counterfeit But some of you n***as act counterfeit n***a you ain't never put in work, and quit lying ya ain't never seen pounds of it Tired of the bullsh** talking Knowing it isn't really but you claiming that ya balling Tried to take mine, choppa get it straight like orthodontists I check these n***as like direct deposits You ain't know that's how it is out here Blood sweats and tears out here You don't know how it feels out here p**y n***a you can get k**ed out here My n***a that's how it goes We so cut throat for the dope Moving work in the hood, but ya never know Caught a n***a with the salt, thought that sh** was blow n***as kept ending the discussion, don't wanna talk Hit em with the choppa, make em do somersault Hit em with the sack, and nah ain't no running off Everyday that bullet touching is coming off APB, they be looking for them all mothaf**ing day Homicide unit, said must be foul, mothaf**ing play [Hook]