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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tay Real
Tay Real
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Donte Edwards
Donte Edwards
Songwriter:in
Kamil Malinowski
Kamil Malinowski
Songwriter:in
Joshua Glaze
Joshua Glaze
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Dream Beats
The Dream Beats
Produzent:in

Lyrics

You ain't no tired, I know my haters
Yo, y'all talking 'bout that, you tired of the pain
Not when you're tired of the struggles
But you ain't made a change
Yo, putting out ya hand
**** stay up out my lane (not when you're tired)
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane
Not when you're tired
I owe ya nothing get up on ya grind mane (yo, yo, no, no)
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane
Not when you're tired
Putting out ya hand **** stay up out my lane (yeah, yo)
Fix ya face my **** why ya lips hanging all out
Pouting like a 'lil braud guess ya know you just assed out (ha, ha)
Yo, talking how you living
Say you grinding from the beginning, yeah
Reaching in your pocket, boy
When you know ain't nothing up in it (ain't nothing)
Now you gone cry foul (foul)
Ain't gotta give ya no bread (I know)
Ain't gotta give ya no loan, put in work to lay my head (I did)
I told ya not to be simpin' out here trying to gain attention
I hope that pussy gone feed ya
Hear your stomach from a distance (phew)
He say tay it's fucked up (yeah), I say homie good luck (good luck)
Smoking all 'lil ya roaches, no need to call I'm up (I'm up)
Better overdraft that card (Why?)
Put five off in that tank try to Uber or some my dawg
I ain't no motherfucking bank (ayy)
No charity in my name, no handouts can't see ya
Acting like you ran a marathon (breathe hard)
Breathing hard, I can't be ya (I can't breathe hard)
'Cause you sitting around no hate (no hate)
No hustle game, no cake (no cake)
That fake shit gone end ya homie stay up out my way, yo
Y'all talking 'bout that you tired of the pain
No way, not tired
Tired of the struggles, but you ain't made a change (no, no)
Putting out ya hand **** stay up out my lane
No way, not tired
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane (no, no)
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane
No way, not tired
I owe ya nothing get up on ya grind mane (no, no, no, no)
I owe ya nothing, get up on ya grind mane
Putting out ya hand **** stay up out my lane
Up out my lane, up out my lane, up out my lane
On, on the block with Raw and Rare, Rare, Rare, Rare
Written by: Donte Edwards, Joshua Glaze, Kamil Malinowski
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