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Birdman - So Tired Lyrics




100... stunna!... wot it is nigga?... I f*cking love it!... we ride and die fo this money nigga!... (haha) it's your turn...

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
I gat (belive that) and I'm so tired of this grind, but they say I ain't grindin, if I ain't tired, so I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and I'm just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am I doing right [x2] (yeah)

[Verse 1: Birdman]
Dear lord, help me, give out this water can't go under cause I got my son and my dawta, I can't beat that, we can't do that, we had to get it how we life nigga f*ck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas don't play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga f*ckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so I pray so we do it right, f*cking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight... so f*ck who made ya, f*ck who rage ya lil hommie I paid ya... killa

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and I already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket... co mo right there at my nephews driver, f*cked up daddy, I see the fire in my eye, I'm down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, I got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies don't play with my son, I'm a put it out... nigga quickest it come, I'm a put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!... (we kil)
(stunna baby)

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
And I'm so tired of this grind, but they say I ain't grindin, if I ain't tired, so I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and I'm just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am I doing right [x2] (yeah)
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100... stunna!... wot it is nigga?... I f*cking love it!... we ride and die fo this money nigga!... (haha) it's your turn...

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
I gat (belive that) and I'm so tired of this grind, but they say I ain't grindin, if I ain't tired, so I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and I'm just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am I doing right [x2] (yeah)

[Verse 1: Birdman]
Dear lord, help me, give out this water can't go under cause I got my son and my dawta, I can't beat that, we can't do that, we had to get it how we life nigga f*ck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas don't play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga f*ckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so I pray so we do it right, f*cking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight... so f*ck who made ya, f*ck who rage ya lil hommie I paid ya... killa

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and I already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket... co mo right there at my nephews driver, f*cked up daddy, I see the fire in my eye, I'm down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, I got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies don't play with my son, I'm a put it out... nigga quickest it come, I'm a put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!... (we kil)
(stunna baby)

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
And I'm so tired of this grind, but they say I ain't grindin, if I ain't tired, so I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and I'm just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am I doing right [x2] (yeah)
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Writer: DWAYNE CARTER, BRYAN WILLIAMS, CHAZ MISHAN, DAVID DELGADO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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