THC - These n***as lyrics

[Intro: Kent Jamz] I'm tired of f**ing around I ain't crazy [Verse 1: Kent Jamz] Getting head, blowin' dro [?] Her friend said "f** these n***as, I can't trust these n***as" Threesome on the bed, [?] on the floor Your girl ran through the door, she screaming "f** that n***a, I can't trust that n***a, 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 [?] n***as need to grow up b**hes need to slow down Stop f**ing n***as from the same town Then act surprised when [?] merry go round You where he go now Buying swishers for his n***as Smoking that loud, shutting your mouth I should be proud All I wanna do now is scream out “I'm tired of f**ing 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 f**ing around, with these n***as I'm tired of f**ing around, with these n***as I'm tired of f**ing around, with these n***as I'm sick of playing with you f** what you saying n***a, I ain't crazy [Verse 2: Joon] I'm a wild-haired, skinny-boned Tie-dye wearing a** n***a Kush smoking mu'f**a 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 a**? 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 n***as 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 sh**, 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 b**h 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 an*s, to get my an*s 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 n***as Over D. Ounce the illest in the game All you mickey n***as strange Wonder why I don't come kick it You still up on that same sh** from when you saw me different Say you 'bout your bread, but you politicking like some b**hes Put progression in your vision Ho n***a get out my business Hating on your boys cause you [?] So quick to blame your neighbor Instead of looking in the mirror Tired of f**ing around with you n***as huh But I still got pounds for you n***as 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 sh** together myself Tired of f**ing 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 n***a smoking weed With his music up loud To put his blue chucks on the scene And give our city a sound sh** like what's [?] He untrustable now Unf**able now, Unbuckable now I ain't tripping, self-made, just mo' hustling now ? f** 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 c**aine One of 'em won't stop licking my face They don't even smoke weed Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang