AP Greed - Sick Lyrics

I said why a nigga mad cause I'm running to the pack
I den left you where u at then they told me run it back
I was hot in the trap I just walked in wit the strap
Imma put us on the map, while u watch from where u at

How u gone be the plug when you don't Have nothing
You want to be a king pin But yo ass stuntin
You wanna be the biggest crip nigga
You want a 1000 grams of snow so u can pretend you water whippin
You want a hand out
You want a white girl and black Mercedes but boy u so lazy
U wanna be rich and u want the respect without givin boy you so crazy
I ran after the money that u ain't wan chase, and I got it, I know u hate me
They told me blood was thicker than water I ain't know what they talkin bout
When your own brother steal from u, it's time to walk him out
Niggas always talking about violence until it's time to chalk em out
These niggas don't ever know what they talkin bout
These niggasll say something crazy about you and not even tag u in it
These niggasll try n send problems to you to cope with they bad decisions
Sick of these niggas
Sick of these niggas
Get rid of these niggas
I'm drake in the sprinter

I said why a nigga mad cause I'm running to the pack
I den left you where u at then they told me run it back
I was hot in the trap I just walked in wit the strap
Imma put us on the map, while u watch from where u at
I said why a nigga mad cause I'm running to the pack
I den left you where u at then they told me run it back
I was hot in the trap I just walked in wit the strap
Imma put us on the map, while u watch from where u at

How u gone bite the hand that feeds you
Try to treat those who ain't ever need you
Your childish it don't Take too long to read you
I don't Have to raise a hand to beat you
I'm that nigga and u just a nigga
Hows it feel to be a failure we ain't f*ckin whichya
Put your name up in my song only way they gone hear u
U thought college was for losers but we f*ckin winning
U got no past mayne
My next move is your last gain
I used to have respect for you but now u past fake
Aye u wack mayne, aye u loose change
I'm straight for the lungs. This a new strain
Lame niggas, oh my God I can't Live with em
Claim yo name rang on the streets nigga what bells
Now u f*ckin wit the cartel huh
You lifting weight without the barbel huh
100k now that's a hard sell
Finally got u off my coat tails
Now u hungry nigga oh well
Sick of these niggas
Sick of these niggas
Get rid of these niggas
Im drake in the sprinter

I said why a nigga mad cause I'm running to the pack
I den left you where u at then they told me run it back
I was hot in the trap I just walked in wit the strap
Imma put us on the map, while u watch from where u at