|Tired|  Copyright © 2005 Afua Frimpong.All Rights Reserved

I'm tired of niggas like you
Aint worth a shit, aint good for shit
Making promises you can't keep
Making babies you can't even take care of
Chasing hoes,when you got a good woman at home
Running with your lamne ass crew
Thinking ya'll cool
Picking hoes with your weak ass lines
But I guess i felt for it too
My ass was with you
When I knew you was full of nuthin but games
I'm so through now
Dealing with boys like you
Niggas like you who call yaselves men
Come to think of it,I done had too many niggas like you
I had that nigga claiming he a baller
I had nigga comin in the club
Tryin to holla at every bitch that walked by
Aint worth nuthin but a fuck
I had that nigga, thought he was a player
Had too many bitches.No future just plain games
I had the one with gold up in they grill, poppin pistols
Thinking he a "G"
I hadt the street type,hustlin bringing home nuthin
But an empty pocket and a bag of weed
Had the controllin type, thought he had me on a leash
Had that nigga ianth ad no future , no plans, just
Depending on me
In the end they all had me feeling worthless
Had me thinking"why am I with this nigga" Deep inside I knew I had to leave but love had me blinded
But guess what nigga? I see the light now
Yeh I said I needed you
I said I couldn't do without you
Come to think of it, My life is full of shit with you
I'm tired of your bullshit
Well guess what nigga? "I'm out"
Fuck what you can do for me
Fuck your plans for "us" I'm Finna go find me a "man"
Not a lil' boy like you

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