Tired

[Intro: T-Streets]
It's six in the morning, man
Gotta get it
Yes sir
I done done it all and seen it all
It's my time
I done been through a lot
I'm tired of this shit
I'm back
Motherfucker, I'm back
What you know about it?
What you know about it?

[Chorus: T.L.]
Tired of this life
Tired of these bitches
Tired of these pigs
Tired of these snitches
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
Tired of this life
Tired of these bitches
Tired of these pigs
Tired of these snitches
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie

[Verse 1: T-Streets]
I came from the bottom, but I'm telling y'all I made it
Life dealt a bad hand, and I'm telling y'all I played it
The streets like sour candy, yet still I ate it
Been underrated, now I feel like I'm the greatest
I been [?] I'm just giving y'all the latest
It's just the first chapter, now I'm turning different pages
My flow so amazing, scorching and blazing
Keep your head up, if you're locked behind them cages
My inside breaking, it's hard to keep patience
Let me get me, ain't no thoughts in [?]
I'm stressed, that's why a nigga smoking and drinking
But let me do me, I go hard, I'm a kingpin
Been polishing my skills, now it's time for perfection
Going to the top, I'm headed in the right direction
A banger on my side, well that's just for protection
Never could be too safe so I copped the extension
T-Streets motherfucker, bang bang my invention
Getting money every day, well, that's my intention
Young Money, bitch, well, that's my connection
Been in the game too long, and not looking for ejection
Only thing you know in life, is that you're guaranteed to die
Why I'm praying every day, thank that man up in the sky
Three children under my belt, so I still gotta grind
I tell it true, nigga, you can look me in my eyes

[Verse 2: T.L.]
A lotta niggas show love, a lotta niggas haters
But I ain't worried 'bout 'em, I'm just stacking my paper
Gotta speak the truth, you know I can't lie
Thank the Lord every day that he opens my eyes
My heart still cries, the pain runs deep
For every single nigga that I lost in these streets
And I'm T.L. and he's T-Streets
Making hit after hit 'cause that's how we gon' eat

[Chorus: T.L.]
Tired of this life
Tired of these bitches
Tired of these pigs
Tired of these snitches
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
Tired of this life
Tired of these bitches
Tired of these pigs
Tired of these snitches
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie
I'ma tell you the truth
My eyes don't lie