Fed up
I'm fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up with the drugs
Fed up with the fake love
Put the gun to my brain (go bang)
I'm fed up with the drama
Got a crib for my momma cuz I don't think I'm gna live to much longer
I'm fed up with the fame
I'm sick of reading my name
In any other way than I intended
Fed up with all of these motherfuckers misunderstanding me
Fed up with the ones that try to say you're a fan of me
But then they turn their back and mothafuckers abandon me
You think I'm sitting high with everything, but now can't you see?
I'm living in reality, a struggle not fantasy
I'm in a million dollar coach, back then I was in a van
Wind up in the wrong mind set
Might of wound up with the wrong set of friends on a benzo bender
Withdrawal
Never go back, no
Say a prayer to someone who's cares
Ain't nobody listening, or they left you on “read” again
Never again will I put my faith in a religion
No god or Satan gna make me understand I'm dealt bad hand
Fed up
I'm fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up with the drugs
Fed up with the fake love
Put the gun to my brain (go bang)
I'm fed up with the drama
Got a crib for my momma cuz I don't think I'm gna live to much longer
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