Birdman, Lil Wayne - So Tired lyrics

100stunna!wot it is nigga?i fucking
Love it!we ride and die fo this money nigga!
(haha) it's your turn

Dear lord, help me
Get up out this water can't go under 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 fuck
That, off in da jungle playin with the drum
Niggas don't play homie nigga empty one
On the
Rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to
Get money flip a nigga a whole brick
Watch pots fall on
(top) watch the homie hit the pent
Nigga rollin with the old dawgs
Niggas soluting and we get riches money
To the celin nigga doin big
Bussiness, so i pray that we do it right
Fucking with the family
Bitch, nigga we could do it
Tonightso fuck who made ya
Fuck who raised ya lil hommie i paid yakilla

Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister
Thinking 'bout the
Times and i already miss her
Junion on my side, pistol in
My pocketco mo right there at my
Nephews driving, fucked up daddy
See the fire in my eye
Im down here hustling, but my heart
Is in the sky, shipped and changed
Mah, doin my thang mah
Got my lil hommie number one in the game now
Hope these pussies don't play with my son
Ima put it outnigga quick as
It come, ima put it out nigga empty the drum
Have they whole family cryin' bitch
We rich and we won! (we kil)
(stunna baby)