These Niggas

[Intro: Kent Jamz] I’m tired of fucking around I ain’t crazy [Verse 1: Kent Jamz] Getting head, blowin' dro [?] Her friend said "Fuck these niggas, I can’t trust these niggas" Threesome on the bed, [?] on the floor Your girl ran through the door, she screaming "Fuck that nigga, I can’t trust that nigga, no mo’" Now she gone let me hit it 'til the summer Thanks for the come up Ask her how it felt She said yum yum I told her [?] Niggas need to grow up Bitches need to slow down Stop fucking niggas from the same town Then act surprised when [?] merry go round You where he go now Buying swishers for his niggas Smoking that loud, shutting your mouth I should be proud All I wanna do now is scream out “I’m tired of fucking around” But for now let the beat go down She won’t frown when the weed go around [Hook: Kent Jamz] I’m tired of fucking around, with these niggas I’m tired of fucking around, with these niggas I’m tired of fucking around, with these niggas I’m sick of playing with you Fuck what you saying nigga, I ain’t crazy [Verse 2: Joon] I’m a wild-haired, skinny-boned Tie-dye wearing ass nigga Kush smoking mu'fucka You may wanna ask your friend about Right after you turn your shoulder to walkin' past One dread, one bed So why you gone give up that ass? I got dest on dest on dest Titties sleeping on top of my chest I’m dropping the ashes on top of her neck Straight dest respect And these niggas ain't no different I love 'em, all they my children But they still could get these mittens If they need to get it out they system I’m ten toes sorry I don’t care about your feelings All I care about is family and taking care of my little one I know that I’m the shit, but hate when it’s being mentioned But now I think its time to stop being nice to competition Got my middle finger up, like your bitch is sitting down And your group compared to us, is Cudi’s first single out And I may be crazy, cause I only see in layman’s And I ain’t giving up no anus, to get my anus famous [Verse 3: P] Old friends still talking cause they know my minds changed And sometimes I tend to act quite insane Like my girlfriend say But I ain’t tripping off opinions from you niggas Over D. Ounce the illest in the game All you mickey niggas strange Wonder why I don’t come kick it You still up on that same shit from when you saw me different Say you 'bout your bread, but you politicking like some bitches Put progression in your vision Ho nigga get out my business Hating on your boys cause you [?] So quick to blame your neighbor Instead of looking in the mirror Tired of fucking around with you niggas huh But I still got pounds for you niggas I be tripping but believe me, I ain’t crazy [Hook] [Verse 4: Nipsey Hussle] I ain’t crazy, nah, far from it All my life I’ve been hustling Never had no access but always was constructive Therefore I’m well versed in every subject Had to put this shit together myself Tired of fucking around Big plans of me touching the clouds But, quicksand had me stuck on the ground Look, don’t dispute my untouchable style Tt wasn’t a question if he got it But, who would allow This young nigga smoking weed With his music up loud To put his blue chucks on the scene And give our city a sound Shit like what's [?] He untrustable now Unfuckable now, Unbuckable now I ain't tripping, self-made, just mo’ hustling now ? Fuck the middle man, make millions thats the job, hustle [Part 2: Kent Jamz] Vogue Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang bang Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang ah Model bullets in my magazine, watch me, bang bang bang Model bullets in my magazine, watch me.. I pulled up to the [?] with four girls from the UK in an old school They all been sniffing cocaine One of 'em won’t stop licking my face They don't even smoke weed Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang