Tired of dealin' with shit I don't wanna deal with
I'm tired of dealin' with me
Tired that I'm makin' all of this money
and feelin' like none of this comin' to me
Tired of feelin' confused and not knowin'
which way that I'm supposed to be goin' in life
Tired of lookin' around and see everyone else
and it seems that they doin' it right

Tired of runnin' a mile a minute inside of my head
I'm just tryna slow down
Tired of knowin' what I should be doin'
but doin' the opposite, fuckin' around
Tired of people just sayin': Whatever, about me
thinkin' I'm lettin' it slide
Tired of havin' to be this new version of me
was at peace, when you pussy gon' die?

Tired of not regulatin' my anger
sayin' some shit that I wanna take back
Tired of havin' to say that I'm sorry
but never be gettin' apologies back
Tired of hearin' 'bout slidin' on opps
and poppin' the Perkys, it's gotta be more
Tired of feelin' like everything
that I've been hearin' is worse than the music before

Tired of people blurrin' shit out on the internet
not knowin', they jsut assumin'
Tired of people who failed at what they wanna do
tryna tell me what I should be doin'
Tired of bein' at war with the man in the mirror
I'm tired of beatin' him up
Tired of feelin' like my only peace is
when I got a model that's eatin' me up

Tired of workin' and workin' and workin'
it's feelin' like I always gotta be on
Tired of talkin' 'bout mom with my dad
and I'm tired of talkin' 'bout dad with my mom
Tired of feelin' like the only shit
that I haven't done is win a Grammy and die
Tired of tellin' this woman I'm done with her
but she keep tryna pop up in my life

Tired of strugglin' bein' myself around people I care
that shit is annoyin'
Tired of feelin' so guilty if I wanna take a sabbatical
for my enjoyment
Tired of feelin' like I gotta struggle
or else I'm not worthy of any success
Tired of feelin' like that to the point
that I give myself work, I'm addicted to stress

Tired of feelin' like what is the point
when I already won, yeah, I already did it
Tired of not knowin' how to hang out
with my friends if I'm not makin' music or drinkin'
Tired of people who don't know a thing 'bout my come up
just lyin' and makin' shit up
Tired of havin' to deal with these industry people
when I know they all fake as fuck

Tired of companies runnin' Monopoly's
lyin' and cheatin' and riggin' the game
Tired of battlin' artists who fakin' their streams
I'm so tired, I might do the same
Tired of self improvin' bein' corny
but self destruction gets a round of applause
Tired of people who say: Put the guns down
but celebrate murder in all their songs

Tired of wakin' up to someone fuckin' up
every day, I gotta clean up a mess
Tired of feelin' like I can't relax in an interview
I got a puff on my chest
Tired of bein' afraid that I'm gonna lose everything
tired of bein' on edge
Tired of takin' responsibility for people's emotions
I said what I said, I'm tired

Pss
It's not the emotions that I'm tired of to be honest but
I'm tired of doin' this song so, fuck it