tired of bitches

ay ay ay ay ay ya (break em king) ya bitches be snitches no days off holdin em steady the gun loaded ready every song i write and sing is a banger u stepped into my zone watch out for danger this is my stage dont make me rage tired of waiting for the beat let it catch up to me m going so dpfast these bitches cant follow riding my horse straight into tommorow my problems dont dissapear just things i love yall want me to whine about my problems like the pros okay bet here it goes the momment i came into this world my life was hell dad got locked up in the streets i got socked up cancer stopped my brother drugs got my fam then my youngest brother died and life fell down BUT YALL FUCKAS DONT SEE ME FROWNING OR SAYING IM DEPRESSED AND DROWNING NAH IM HIGH ON MY HORSE TILL THE SMOKE CLEARS OUT THIS CROWNS TO SMALL SOMEONE MAKE IT BIGGER FUCKIN TIRED OF SITTING AROUND WHILE THE WORLD GOES TO SHIT FUCKIN DOWN STO PLAYIN AROUND WAKE UP FOR CHRIST SAKE yall fell for the snake guess thats another take oh wait time to be fake lemme act like nuthins happening and everythings good so no one worries wake the fuck up