Sick & Tired (BADBADNOTGOOD Sessions) lyrics

[Intro]
[?] gang

[Verse 1]
I been peepin', searching for a pus*y n*gga photo, woo
Give me all of that or you ain't coming back nor baby boo
I just need it - I’m anemic and I know it’s critical
And I’m sorry if I up the stick and have to click on you
I ain't going back to jail, n*gga, f*ck the feds
If I gotta kill a n*gga, gotta cut the dreads
Put him in his spot, n*gga, run the bread
Before I nut up put a gun to your head
Z3 yeah Z4, frankly I don’t know
Posted sellin' green so not no mo’, cause a n*gga is tired of being broke
And I’m tired of living at my folks
My old girl need some help
And my girlfriend bout to have a jit
Plus I don’t want him growing up saying daddy never had sh*t
Daddy never had it, but based on analysis
I never seen challenges, I look at his Roley I know that he flashin' it
I wouldn't mind seeing blood just like I got off dialysis Lord of the dark and violent
Only know imperial n*ggas move in silence, look that old boy yeah you shining
Steve got gold, and his girl got diamonds
Hopping in the whip, two n*ggas riding
We all gon die n*gga f*ck reclining, we all got 5 let's get behind em
Let's go get em
[Chorus]
Who’s that peeking in my window?
Baby, please pass the extendo
Hey yo, they tryna take my cheese and my steelo
Two 44s at your head, don’t be a hero
I said who’s that peeking in my window?
Baby, please pass the extendo
Hey yo, they tryna take my cheese and my steelo
Two 44s at your head, don’t be a hero

[Verse 2]
I been seeing, watching cause these n*ggas got it in for me
Flexing flashy wrists is correlating with my golden teeth
Diamonds all around a neck and it came with a diamond ring
I done seen all kind of sh*t, what n*ggas do over finer things
That’s why I carry the 9 on me that’s a three times three extendo, that’s a 10-4
Seen them n*ggas on the 191, but a n*gga peep game on the 194
Woah, bending corners just to see if they followed us
Sweating bullets, heater under my cardigan
These type of n*ggas is known to be poppin' sh*t
Deep in my thoughts, know who the prophet is
Tryna to take my wealth, gotta protect my wifey and my jit
Gotta set an example if you thinkin' I'm a walking lick
Never believed in lawlessness, but I could be with the sh*ts
When I’m nervous it's dangerous, if the police pull up, then I tell em I’m innocent
They tried to run down on us, swore that the clip I might empty it
Lords of the dark and violent, just ended up on the pavement, quiet
This is the reason why n*ggas divided, pray to the lord I don’t get indicted
Send me all the way to Rikers Island, dead on the ground now he’s a carcass
That’s our guy, that’s our target
Let’s go get em
[Chorus]
Who’s that peeking in my window?
Baby, please pass the extendo
Hey yo, they tryna take my cheese and my steelo
Two 44s at your head, don’t be a hero
I said who’s that peeking in my window?
Baby, please pass the extendo
Hey yo, they tryna take my cheese and my steelo
Two 44s at your head, don’t be a hero

[Outro]
Aye
Ay yo kill that sh*t, jam the f*ck out
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay
Damn, damn