Lyrics: Malcolm Matthews
Music: Malcolm Matthews
I think I'm in love, staying wait too often
I can't play these games, think I'm switching up the offense
See me in LA, I be movin' cautious
I can't feel no pain rolling up, I'm so exhausted
I be so exhausted, woah-oh ay, woah-oh ay, ay, ay
I be so exhausted, woah-oh ay, woah-oh ay, ay, ay
I close my eyes, I see the vision
All this weed and got me lifted
Pull a foreign and I finish tonight
I told my momma that I'm ready
Got a solar, that's my kitchen
Middle finger to these ****ed up, I
'Cause I'mma do it my way, switchin' like the flow, ay
Shorty said she like me, I told her "Who are you?", ay
I ain't with that lame shit since took up your bank, bitch
All these niggas talkin', **** what they all sayin'
GTA I'm wasted, lately I've been anxious
I'm so done with this fake shit, I'm so done with you
I'm so done with you
Woah-oh, woah-oh, mm, mm
I be so exhausted
Woah-oh, woah-oh, mm, mm
I'm up, rollin' another blunt, yeah
Lost and never found
Guess I never did enough for these mother****ers in my town
I don't really give a ****, I'm a killer with my crown
Can't think about them all because it all gon' hold me down
I done made it through the star by talkin' with NBA
Momma knew I'd be a star, momma know who I became
I got [?] on the phone, said he touched down in LA
I'ma get it how I get it, I ain't changed up with the fame
And I put it on my name
Fake shit, slowly I've been wasted
I'm so done with this fake shit
I'm so done with you
I'm so done with you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I be so exhausted
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You now only down, for the last time