TIRED

Lyrics

Sick & tired of being tired... Shoutout Kendrick [Verse 1 - Ya Minko] Tired of being a mess Tired of lies. Tired of being so late Tired of looking at people, and feeling they better, cause deep down a nigga ashamed... Tired of trynna be tough Tired of trynna be different, for Social Media attention, I'm gone... Tired of time on my phone Tired of being alone... When I'm in public, with thousand of souls all complaining, they tired of living below... The average I'm hoping that someday we'll finally do better, I'm too far away from my home La Migra won't leave me alone. They want me gone I love my brothers the most. Y'all took'em all from our coasts... They ain't want Visas. Why y'all ain't leave them alone?! [Verse 2 - Ya Minko] Damn... Tired of pain Tired of times we complain Tired of feeling the same... Tired of looking for someone to blame, when the fingers are pointing within Tired of seeing my brothers that go through the motion, get lost and end up in the Penn... My nigga if people told you you was nothing from birth On God, I'm feeling your pain I carry your tears in my chest It's hurting my soul Tired of being my worst... Tired of words from the family They told me no music I shut off, and went on my own Tired of hearing back home The stories of mothers sacrificing greatness for men Who barely even take to time to appreciate what you did I cry with the pen... [Bridge - Ya Minko] I know, you feel something I know, you feel something I know, you feel something I know, you feel something Hope the pain triggers something I hope it changes something I know you feel something Cause we all tire the same & it's... [Verse 3 - Ya Minko] Crazy how we all been treating women like garbage Still they won't do us the same... They could call us who we are We're criminals Y'all mad cause they call us trash After raping and beating occurred? All cause we all insecure? After we call'em all bitches for fun? Burden them with kids, then dip while they raise'em alone? The fuck are you on? Man something is wrong & don't you tell me keep it down... [Verse 4 - Ya Minko] How you hate racism, glorify hatred, and sexism? Why you hate loving so much? How you don't see that the bigger picture's only ever getting smaller, when you don't carry your own? Why you shoot me with a gun, like they did Trayvon I look like Trayvon, & you look like my son... I look like I'm tired, of writing these songs It looks like I can't do this stuff on my own I'm tired of trynna make us get along & try to do right I just wanna do wrong Tell'em I'm sorry, and hope they don't take me to trial I'm hoping they give me security Tell'em I'm mentally ill, I ain't mean to shoot people in churches Tell'em it's cool if I'm racist, as long as I'm keeping my free speech... Tell'em get back on they boats, and go back where they came from Though they ain't had iPhones... So they might go lost cause we took'em They can't go back in the morning... Make sure no more of them make it in... Even if we gotta... (Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!) [Outro - Ya Minko] Tired of living & tired of trynna fit in And tired of feeling I'm hunted I'm tired of feeling defeated I make you this promise I'm tired but I will not rest till I win