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letra de exhausted (remix) - philthy rich

[intro: tk kravitz]
tk kravitz, yeah, yeah

[chorus: tk kravitz & philthy rich]
once i started bein’ myself, i started bossin’
when i lost my partner, b-tch, i lost it
went and flooded out my neck like i’m a faucet
i’m tired of f-ckin’ these hoes, i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted (ayy, it’s philthy, uh-huh)
yeah, b-tch, i’m exhausted (look)

[verse 1: philthy rich]
tired of gettin’ the same results, you gotta do somethin’ different (you gotta)
no, this ain’t the same foreign, we in somethin’ different (foreign)
every n-gga from my hood, i put a chain on him (swear to god)
if you ain’t from my blocks, you can’t hang on ’em (seminary)
f-cked the baddest b-tches up in every city (b-tch)
had to kick the cup, it’s f-ckin’ up my kidney (syrup)
countin’ all this money got me exhausted (a hundred thou’)
all this designer hanging in my closet (it’s philthy)
raised by the streets, i never had a dad (uh-uh)
almost lost my mind when i lost dre and chad (ayy, rest in peace)
diamonds drippin’ on me like a runny faucet (bustdown)
i remember runnin’ with the pistol, tryna toss it, it’s philthy
[chorus: tk kravitz]
once i started bein’ myself, i started bossin’
when i lost my partner, b-tch, i lost it
went and flooded out my neck like i’m a faucet
i’m tired of f-ckin’ these hoes, i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted
yeah, b-tch, i’m exhausted

[verse 2: yella beezy]
i swear to god i’m exhausted, i’m so tired of these hoes
i just dropped a bag down buyin’ all of these clothes
callin’ out on my phone, poppin’ up to these shows
say lil’ baby, leave me ‘lone, tryna get off these ‘bows
i can’t lie, lil’ mama head bomb, call it c4
you can’t name a n-gga flyer, g5 or g4
n-gga play, he swimming with the fishes, finding nemo
yeah, you know i’m ’bout the paper, n-gga gettin’ c-notes
i can’t lie, say i bossed up, hey, yeah, i’m flossed up
got your main b-tch in a room gettin’ tossed up
they see these diamonds shinin’, askin’ what it cost us
yeah, i’m flexin’, sauced up, these p-ssy boys ain’t ’bout nothin’

[chorus: tk kravitz]
once i started bein’ myself, i started bossin’
when i lost my partner, b-tch, i lost it
went and flooded out my neck like i’m a faucet
i’m tired of f-ckin’ these hoes, i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted
i’m exhausted
yeah, b-tch, i’m exhausted
[verse 3: kid ink]
it’s kid ink (yeah), grindin’ all my life
it was dark days, we was tryna find the light, yeah (ayy)
now you see me shining out of spite
chain bright, i just need a little liquor with this ice, yeah
it look like we pulled up in a bus
when the city shut down, it’s us
it’s a must, i might hop out in them trucks
mil’-walk in with them bucks, watch me come through in the clutch, yeah
please make no mistake
i love my brothers, i don’t say it in no sus’ way (uh)
everybody that we lost this year
hope y’all watchin’ this

- philthy rich

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