Russ - Tired

“Russ – Tired” Lyrics:
Tired Lyrics, Letra:

/ Verse

Tired of dealin’ with shit that 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 it’s 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 to see everyone else and it seems like 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, and thinkin’ I’m lettin’ it slide

Tired of havin’ to be this new version of me who’s at peace with you pussies, go die

Tired of not regulatin’ my anger, and 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’ a perc, there’s gotta be more

Tired of feelin’ like everything that I’ve been hearin’ is worse than the music before

Tired of people just blurtin’ shit out on the internet, not knowin’, they just 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 keeps tryna pop up in my life

Tired of strugglin’ bein’ myself around people I care about, 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’re all fake as fuck

Tired of companies runnin’ monopolies, lyin’ and cheatin’ and riggin’ the game

Tired of battlin’ artists who’s fakin’ their streams, I’m so tired, I might do the same

Tired of self improvement bein’ corny, but self destruction gets a round of applause

Tired of people who say “put the guns down”, but celebrate murder in all of 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 gotta puff out 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

/ Outro

Psss

There’s probably more shit that I’m tired of to be honest, but

I’m tired of doin’ this song so, fuck it