Louie Mall - Sick Lyrics

I'm sick of this feeling, broken promises slow down the healing
My pain is thru the ceiling, I hate to argue cause I'm so close to killing
No dealing or I'm peeling, if you shoot and miss me I'm a rain thru ya building
Sick of this feeling, I'll feel a lil better when I get my first million
They gave up on me left me behind, overcame the obstacles in my track
Many shelter's, many trap spots, done some shit that I can't take back
I cannot, will not let them see me sweat, I'm sick of feeling like a threat
I'm sick of clutching on my tech, I'm sick of getting no respect
Every time I step thru the door you always arguing about a whore
You like keep that bitch, but I just hit a lick the struggling really a bore
I can't stay at home and do a chore, I'm always tired so snore
In the past you was the I adore but lately I been been more
I'm worried about way more than bills, I'm sick of adding to these kills!
On the graveyard with no chills, try to stay to myself chasing meals
Pushing Nineties Baby without a deal, tried the therapy, I tried Uncle Phil
I wasn't comfortable telling him how I feel, I don't need a shrink to tell me what is real
Got a pack in with the vacuum seal, tried to overdose on some pills
Even tried to slit my wrist over motherf*cking bliss, feeling so dismissed
Muddy situations mixed with a little purple piss
Every cat I hit it made a hiss, not a single one of them got a kiss
I'm trying to change but reminisce
I'm sick of this feeling, broken promises slow down the healing
My pain is thru the ceiling, I hate to argue cause I'm so close to killing
No dealing or I'm peeling, if you shoot and miss me I'm a rain thru ya building
Sick of this feeling, I'll feel a lil better when I get my first million
They gave up on me left me behind, overcame the obstacles in my track
Many shelter's, many trap spots, done some shit that I can't take back
I cannot, will not let them see me sweat, I'm sick of feeling like a threat
I'm sick of clutching on my tech, I'm sick of getting no respect
I'm getting so sick of the neglect, please don't mind these tears cause I'm upset
Looking into to mirror think and reflect, can't stare too long I need a check
I risked my life like a game of roulette, I stay so high like a jet
My heaven pass might come back as reject, I done it all cause I'm vet!
Having nightmares of the one that I killed, I hate bananas but left him peeled
Not fabricating nothing this is for real, only thing can save me is a deal
I'm a greedy bastard I need all of my meal, I swear that is karma surreal
I used to be to be fat just like Uncle Phil but lost all that weight since start toating steel
You ain't do no dirt or rolled no blunt with me so don't you tell me how I feel
I'm really trying to keep my chill, better watch ya mouth or lose your grill
Stop venting to people when I saw they showed how quick they all switched
Nigga knock but I'm they ditched
I'm getting so sick of this shit, but because my kids I can't quit!
(Nineties Baby Gang!)