Sick
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I'm sick of spazzing And sick of people sayin pick a passion I'm sick of traffic And contemplating while flicking ashes I'm sick of losing I'm sick of labels they pick and choosing This shit confusing I'm back to trapping these bricks are moving but I don't wanna get caught in that Venus fly trap Supply packs And wait til that paper come multiplied back cuz The money come with the problems The happiness with solemn I never mastered my patience So fucking done with the bottom Bet I make em mad when I make it You sat around so I take it The demons lounge can't escape it Might take yo crown like I'm David Or stack the paper like Solomon Mothafuck what yo problem is Poppin pills on the daily I can't keep up with my tolerance Sick of being incapacitated drunk Sick of paranoia telling me I had to have a pump Sick of all the fake around me sick of all the lack of trust I'm on the freeway just lit a half a blunt I'm singing I don't wanna leave Sometimes I be thinking bout how I don't wanna breathe no Wear my heart up on my sleeve Left a Jack Daniels bottle half a blunt up on the seat no I'm singing I don't wanna leave Sometimes I be thinking bout how I don't wanna breathe no Wear my heart up on my sleeve Left a Jack Daniels bottle half a blunt up on the seat I'm sick of the vibes sick of the pain sick of the clones sick of the hate I'm sick of the doubters that's always around us I'm sick of the bills I'm sick of the bank Sick of the politics they won't acknowledge us sick of lies sick of the bait Sick of the numbers sick of the dates Sick of these judges and sick of the state uh These bitches stay all on my balls I'm sick of the weight Had feelings my brother was flaw I'm sick of the snakes yeah The lack of loyalty is crazy Shit got me losin my patience Thank god that I'm up now Shit I was becoming complacent Backwards it don't make sense Add all the time we wasted Send packs to my hatians Gorilla glue my fragrance I'm sick of the daily problems sick of the fake friends I used to serve up my product outta the days inn Sick of being incapacitated drunk Sick of paranoia telling me I had to have a pump Sick of all the fake around me sick of all the lack of trust I'm on the freeway just lit a half a blunt I'm singing I don't wanna leave Sometimes I be thinking bout how I don't wanna breathe no Wear my heart up on my sleeve Left a Jack Daniels bottle half a blunt up on the seat no I'm singing I don't wanna leave Sometimes I be thinking bout how I don't wanna breathe no Wear my heart up on my sleeve Left a Jack Daniels bottle half a blunt up on the seat I'm not happy but I don't mind Wanna meet my maker but he's not on time My trigger finger itching bad But I don't wanna make my momma sad I'm not happy but I don't mind I'm not happy but I don't mind Wanna meet my maker but he's not on time My trigger finger itching bad But I don't wanna make my momma sad I'm not happy but I don't mind
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