The Reason - Sick N Tied Lyrics

So
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Ayy, look

I keep the vision clear so I can see intentions
Get a lot of hate but never get the mentions
Please, if you gon' take shot, I'm beggin' you to be descriptive
Took a couple scars on the journey but completed missions
If I'm comin' at you, it's like movie scene in three dimensions (right, right, right)
My girl feel like I give her everything that she want
But it's like pullin' teeth for her to just get me to listen
Lately, I been tunneled in this vision, tryna beat the business
Lately, I
Ain't flexible with dreams, that's ironic, this shit been a passion
Anxiety on my ass like some jeans with the nigga fashion
Saw Tyler's interview and almost cried, somethin' drastic
Way too many niggas that's in this shit that never once imagined
Tryna be a GOAT or feelings needed to pursue a classic
Couple viral moment, hit a lick and switch to somethin' after
Glad he said it, if I did, I'm hatin' 'cause I wasn't crackin'
What's crazy is I'm always crackin', nigga

Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
I'm sick and tired, I'm sick and tired, sick (I've had enough of this shit)
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick (I've had enough of this shit)
Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick (I've had enough of this shit)
Ayy, look

I keep my ears open just to hear it all
I learned to chase the dreams without the fear involved
Tunnel vision locked just to help me when I'm veerin' off
Why I keep on pickin' up these numbers when my demons call?
Why I get anxiety 'bout where I haven't been or shit I haven't done?
A future where I fail and give it up, I just can't fathom one
Beat and break on generational curses 'til I shattered 'em
Givin' up was never on my calendar, right, right
I done put too much in my goals to take an intermission (right, right)
Built up from the mud, I was molded, we was penny pinchin' (right, right)
All that pressure, put it on shoulders, I ain't trippin', trippin' (right, right)
Concrete that blossomed the rose, I came up, get in, get in
Nigga, sick and tired of me doubtin' if I made it and if I'm failin'
Remember days they wouldn't let me in the building
The goal was never money, it was never 'bout me stackin' up no millions
More 'bout healin' all the trauma I'm concealin', real, though

Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick
Sick and tired, sick and tired (hold on)