[Verse 1: HM Raps]
I'm finally over this life
I'm headed over tonight
I'm tired of being a loser
Fuck this shit
I ain't been doing it right
I'm done with you and this mic
I'm read to load this shooter
Then buck this shit
I'm getting close to the point
Where I'm bout' to give up
This living is tough
I'm sick of giving a fuck
I'm sick of being sad
I'm sick of thinking of suicide
I'm sick of seeing bad
I'm sick of people pissing me off
And I'm sick of being mad
I'm sick of friends giving advice
I'm sick of people acting nice
I'm done with playing games
I'm done with people trying to tell me how to stay in a lane
Corny fuckers trying to turn me to a house hold name
What a stupid idea
Let's put the mentally ill on a billboard right here
So the kids might see
If they ruin their life enough they could be like me
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I'm so sick of being lonely
But I'm telling you to get away
I'm alone in the morning, noon, and night
Everything's gonna' be alright
But I'm broke and I'm hungry
I'm so sick of being sick
I'm over this shit
Goodbye, cause I'm ready to die
So fuck it
[Verse 2: HM Raps]
I'm so sick of having friends
I'm so sick of getting phone calls of people asking me for shit
So sick of seeing wins
When All I do is lose and have the permanent blues
Meanwhile I'm barely making ends
I'm tired of paying bills
When at night I get the chills
Meanwhile my window lets in wind
And I'm sick of my building management
To the point where I can't stand the shit
So sick of people riding my dick
My raps ain't that good, and I ain't signing to shit
I'm so sick of getting compared
Give a fuck if you respect me dude, I don't really care
Top 5 don't mean shit to me
I think Trap music sucks, none of those songs are hits to me
I'm sick of annoying White People
You motherfuckers are the main reasons, why I don't like people
I'm tired of people judging my shit
If you can do better, do better, this is my shit
I'm over being fit
I'll be a chubby motherfucker till the day that I RIP
I'm over being presentable
You'll never catch me in a GQ or Complex centerfold
And I'm over being political
I'll be glad when the world implodes
I'll beat my dick when it blows, bitch
[HOOK: HM Raps]
I'm so sick of being lonely
But I'm telling you to get away
I'm alone in the morning, noon, and night
Everything's gonna' be alright
But I'm broke and I'm hungry
I'm so sick of being sick
I'm over this shit
Goodbye, cause I'm ready to die
So fuck it
[Verse 3: HM Raps]
I'm so sick of dealing with stupid women
Who are confused as to whether they want to fuck or not
I'm so sick of being a fat boy
But getting used as a juggernaut
I'm so sick of hearing my mama nag
About me not saving money
But I want to die broke, so sorry save it honey
I don't want to leave the government jack
Just throw my body in a dumpster, and release all of my raps
I'm so sick of making these tracks
I feel the well's dried up, and the water's not coming back
I'm so done with doing shows
Cause every time I flow, I just piss off the ho's
I'm over these stupid clothes
For now on it's ball shorts and sweats
These are my best
I'm over entertaining foes
It really sucks that you like this shit, but this is the life that I chose
I'm so sick of these fucking yuppies
I want to kill all you motherfuckers like Michael Vick's puppies
Wrigleyville can suck a dick
I hope the Cubs never win, and the whole team quits
I hope the bars catch on fire, and everybody on the inside gets stuck
And the fire department don't give a fuck
Then I'll be driving by
Low-key like a Private-Eye
Blasting "It's So Hard To Say Goodbye" by Shai
While watching you crackers fry
Ha Ha!
[HOOK: HM Raps]
I'm so sick of being lonely
But I'm telling you to get away
I'm alone in the morning, noon, and night
Everything's gonna' be alright
But I'm broke and I'm hungry
I'm so sick of being sick
I'm over this shit
Goodbye, cause I'm ready to die
So fuck it
Outro : Voicemail from Shank
