Tired

They say Herbo dont come around no more
I wonder why
Maybe Im just tired of having the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seeing my mama crying
So sick and tired of niggas that aint got nothing, want some of mine
No I aint broke no more, I ran it up
Im tired of lying
Gotta hide the Mac, cant worry about niggas no more
Im tired of trying
I be on the grind
I dont get no sleep so all the time Im tired
Hope it pay off
Mama said she tired of wondering if Im alive
Hope it all pay off
Mama said she tired of wondering if Im alive
See my face pop up on Channel 5
Talking about a homicide
He was caught laid out on Essex Ave gunned down a bunch of times
No gun on me so that means I lied in all them fucking rhymes
I aint tryna go out like that
How the whole city run they mouth like that
Got a .40 cocked back, hollow tip magazine
Yeah I leave out the house like that
Gotta stay lowkey
I aint been off lean but Im ready to bounce right back
Getting tired of everybody putting stress on me
Fuck around and relapse right back
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seeing my mama crying
Tired of being around my homies dying
Seen too many homicides
Kobes last breath right before my eyes
Shit had me traumatized
Im so sick and tired of being tired
I dont even exercise
They say Herbo dont come around no more
I wonder why
Maybe Im just tired of having the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seeing my mama crying
So sick and tired of niggas that aint got nothing
Want some of mine
No I aint broke no more, I ran it up
Im tired of lying
Gotta hide the Mac, cant worry about niggas no more
Im tired of trying
I be on the grind, I dont get no sleep so all the time Im tired
Hope it pay off, mama said she tired of wondering if Im alive
I tote me a big .45, Im tired of eights, Im tired of nines
Niggas got my name in their mouths
Guess they aint never gonna get tired of dying
Im tired of trying, Im tired of flying, Im tired of niggas lying
Bout to move down south, cop a big ass house, I need some peace and quiet
I was always silent, grew up violent, adapted to my climate
Fly as a pilot, please come try it, I stay with my sidekick
I already cocked back, pussy nigga top back
Put a bullet hole in your Sox cap
Niggas wanna start rumors like I aint got shooters
Tell em hating ass niggas stop that
I know real drug lords and I really fought war
Why the hell you think I bought these guns for?
40 Glock with the beam, when i pull up on the scene
I make all the niggas run for it
See me out in the town, got at least 30,000
So them hating ass niggas come for it
I aint worried about the bread, put a hundred on your head
Make all my lil niggas hunt for him
They say Herbo dont come around no more, I wonder why
MaybeIm just tired of having the iron everywhere I ride around
I got so tired of nickel and diming and seeing my mama crying
So sick and tired of niggas that aint got nothing, want some of mine
No I aint broke no more, I ran it up, Im tired of lying
Gotta hide the Mac, cant worry about niggas no more, Im tired of trying
I be on the grind, I dont get no sleep so all the time Im tired
Hope it pay off, mama said she tired of wondering if Im alive
I said if you wanna get ahead sometimes you gotta go with doubt you feel me?
You have to make a lot of sacrifices for this shit man
You know what Im saying?
A wise man once told me
He said Bibby you want something you never had
You gotta do something you aint never did
You feel me?
He said Bibby you having too much fun
You know what Im saying?
Its grind time man and I like niggas to be on my ass sometimes man
Look, push me, they push me to go harder
You know what Im saying?