Sick & Tired (BADBADNOTGOOD Sessions)

Denzel Curry

Album Ultimate / Sick & Tired (BADBADNOTGOOD Sessions)

Intro

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Verse 1

I been peepin’, searching for a pussy nigga 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, nigga, fuck the feds
If I gotta kill a nigga, gotta cut the dreads
Put him in his spot, nigga, 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 nigga 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 shit
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 niggas move in silence, look that old boy yeah you shining
Steve got gold, and his girl got diamonds
Hopping in the whip, two niggas riding
We all gon die nigga fuck 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 niggas 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 shit, what niggas 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 niggas on the 191, but a nigga peep game on the 194
Woah, bending corners just to see if they followed us
Sweating bullets, heater under my cardigan
These type of niggas is known to be poppin’ shit
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 shits
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 niggas 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 shit, jam the fuck out
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay
Damn, damn

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