Sick of it all

Tell me what you gon’ do, you holding onto nothing
Acting like you hate me, you resent me for something
I’m sick of all the wrong words, like, “I hate you”
I’m sick of all the songs that come on I relate to

Let’s try another night
You’re drunk, I wanna die
Let’s try another night
‘Cause I’m getting kind of sick of everything that’s in my life

I’m sick of it all, sick of it all
Sick of it all, sick of it all
Sick of it all
I’m getting kind of sick of everything that’s in my life
I’m sick of my girl, sick of my dawgs
I’m sick of my crib, I’m sick of it all
I’m sick of this love that got me fuc*** up
I’m sick of it all, I’m sick of it all
(I’m sick of it all)

I’ll tell you what I won’t do
Is text you back and give you the advantage that you want
That validation keeps you coming back
I’m sick of all the fuc*** trash on Instagram
The ass is fat on every girl in Lululemon yoga pants, no yoga mat
And all I want
Is someone really there, baby
Sick of all the songs, reminding me
That I’m really still all alone

Let’s try another night
You’re drunk, I wanna die
Let’s try another night
‘Cause I’m getting kind of sick of everything that’s in my life

I’m sick of it all, sick of it all
Sick of it all, sick of it all
Sick of it all
I’m getting kind of sick of everything that’s in my life
I’m sick of my girl, sick of my dawgs
I’m sick of my crib, I’m sick of it all
I’m sick of this love, that got me fuc*** up
I’m sick of it all, I’m sick of it all
Sick of it all, sick of it all
Sick of it all, sick of it all
I’m getting kind of sick of everything that’s in my life
I’m sick of my girl, sick of my dawgs
I’m sick of my crib, I’m sick of it all
I’m sick of this love that got me fuc*** up
I’m sick of it all, I’m sick of it all
(I’m sick of it all)