DJ Khaled, Usher, Lil Wayne, Drake, Rick Ross, Jeezy - Fed Up lyrics
DJ Khaled [Khaled Mohammed Khaled] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
Usher Raymond
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
Drake [Aubrey Graham] Toronto, Ontario, Canada/U.S. 🇺🇸
Rick Ross [William Leonard Roberts II] Clarksdale, Mississippi, U.S. 🇺🇸
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[DJ Khaled, Usher, Lil Wayne, Drake, Rick Ross, Jeezy - Fed Up lyrics]
DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled, yeah)
Oh oh (the streets is fed up)
(Who else nigga?) Ohh
(We fed up) yeah man (We The Best)
The Runners, Usher, talk to 'em
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
I am absolutely, positively on my grizzy
Even though I'm sick and I'm tired
I gets busy
Started a 62, but it ended up a frisbee
And me
I like to stand at the stove until I'm dizzy
Ball so hard it's like I
Brought the game with me
Left my glove so white you thought
I brought Jermaine with me
'Bout to paint a perfect picture like
I brought the frame with me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
I got niggas tryin' to sue me
Bitches tryin' to do me
Way these niggas actin'
You'da thought they never knew me
But these niggas know me and
Half them niggas owe me i'm fed up
It's why I'm actin' like the old me
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of you suckers
So now I'm fed up somebody catch the chain
I'm 'bout to tear his head off
Shawty bendin' over knowin' I'm 'bout
To tear it up before you let your top back
Get your bread up
Made history, but now we claimin' victory
Get ya out the White House
Go back to your efficiencies
Suckers feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
Like the IRS, you wonder what I'm makin
Yearly! With them brown bags circulate
So I perpetrate
We shinin' than the bottom cause
We're down to twerkulate
Lookin' at the parking lot better
Get your mind right i hope you fed up being
Broke because the times right ross!
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
Uhh, me and Wayne was gettin' high on 'em
He leaned over and told me
"Just don't retire on 'em
And when they give ya they shoulders
Never cry on 'em
And when they love you to death
Just never die on 'em"
And the question still remains
Have I counted all the money
That I've managed to obtain?
Niggas dedicatin' overtime to
Damagin' my name
And somehow I'm still the hottest
Motherfucker in the game
(I’m happy to be back man)
I’m tired of these haters
That’s why I go hard like AC slater
Weezy Baby here, y’all pre natal
I just get the beat and
Murk it out like Fredo
Uhh, I’m sick of bein' criticized
That’s why I’m higher than
The Star Trek Enterprise i do it big
Don’t get mad cause you minimized
I keep a red flag in case I get penalized
Uhh, it's Young Money like you didn’t know
Stop playin'
I hit Drizzy with the give-and-go
It was all a dream, now we the dream team
Who trying to see us? You seein' things
Hustle like I still pay rent man
Got a chest full of heart, no Tin Man
Uhh, Kha-Kha-Khaled I’m fed up
Flow wake the dead up, Weezy
Yeah, hop out, I been in this
Been breakin records since '94
So I ain't gotta brag about
Records that I’ve broke
Records that I hold and
Records that I’ve sold
And I’m fed up with these
Niggas relieving my lingo (yeah)
Don’t bite the hand of your provider
You sayin' I ain’t influenced you, you a liar
I’m on fire, you just a biter
You need to wake up and realize
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
Oh oh (the streets is fed up)
(Who else nigga?) Ohh
(We fed up) yeah man (We The Best)
The Runners, Usher, talk to 'em
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
I am absolutely, positively on my grizzy
Even though I'm sick and I'm tired
I gets busy
Started a 62, but it ended up a frisbee
And me
I like to stand at the stove until I'm dizzy
Ball so hard it's like I
Brought the game with me
Left my glove so white you thought
I brought Jermaine with me
'Bout to paint a perfect picture like
I brought the frame with me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
I got niggas tryin' to sue me
Bitches tryin' to do me
Way these niggas actin'
You'da thought they never knew me
But these niggas know me and
Half them niggas owe me i'm fed up
It's why I'm actin' like the old me
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of you suckers
So now I'm fed up somebody catch the chain
I'm 'bout to tear his head off
Shawty bendin' over knowin' I'm 'bout
To tear it up before you let your top back
Get your bread up
Made history, but now we claimin' victory
Get ya out the White House
Go back to your efficiencies
Suckers feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
Like the IRS, you wonder what I'm makin
Yearly! With them brown bags circulate
So I perpetrate
We shinin' than the bottom cause
We're down to twerkulate
Lookin' at the parking lot better
Get your mind right i hope you fed up being
Broke because the times right ross!
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
Uhh, me and Wayne was gettin' high on 'em
He leaned over and told me
"Just don't retire on 'em
And when they give ya they shoulders
Never cry on 'em
And when they love you to death
Just never die on 'em"
And the question still remains
Have I counted all the money
That I've managed to obtain?
Niggas dedicatin' overtime to
Damagin' my name
And somehow I'm still the hottest
Motherfucker in the game
(I’m happy to be back man)
I’m tired of these haters
That’s why I go hard like AC slater
Weezy Baby here, y’all pre natal
I just get the beat and
Murk it out like Fredo
Uhh, I’m sick of bein' criticized
That’s why I’m higher than
The Star Trek Enterprise i do it big
Don’t get mad cause you minimized
I keep a red flag in case I get penalized
Uhh, it's Young Money like you didn’t know
Stop playin'
I hit Drizzy with the give-and-go
It was all a dream, now we the dream team
Who trying to see us? You seein' things
Hustle like I still pay rent man
Got a chest full of heart, no Tin Man
Uhh, Kha-Kha-Khaled I’m fed up
Flow wake the dead up, Weezy
Yeah, hop out, I been in this
Been breakin records since '94
So I ain't gotta brag about
Records that I’ve broke
Records that I hold and
Records that I’ve sold
And I’m fed up with these
Niggas relieving my lingo (yeah)
Don’t bite the hand of your provider
You sayin' I ain’t influenced you, you a liar
I’m on fire, you just a biter
You need to wake up and realize
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team
And I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door
Still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light
Yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired