[Intro: Usher, DJ Khaled & Jeezy]
DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled!) (Yeah!)
Oh oh (The streets is fed up)
(Who else nigga?) Ohh
(We fed up) Yeah man (We The Best)
The Runners, Usher, talk to 'em
[Chorus: Usher]
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light, yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 1: Jeezy, Usher]
I am absolutely, positively on my grizzy
Even though I'm sick and I'm tired, I gets busy
Started a 62, but it ended up a frisbee
And me, I like to stand at the stove until I'm dizzy
Ball so hard it's like I brought the game with me
Left my glove so white you thought I brought Jermaine with me
'Bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
I got niggas tryin' to sue me, bitches tryin' to do me
Way these niggas actin', you'da thought they never knew me
But these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me
I'm fed up, it's why I'm actin' like the old me
DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled!) (Yeah!)
Oh oh (The streets is fed up)
(Who else nigga?) Ohh
(We fed up) Yeah man (We The Best)
The Runners, Usher, talk to 'em
[Chorus: Usher]
Yeah, yeah
It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job
And you can't take that away from me
Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more
Check in the game now I'm back in the light, yeah
I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up (hey) I'm fed up
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 1: Jeezy, Usher]
I am absolutely, positively on my grizzy
Even though I'm sick and I'm tired, I gets busy
Started a 62, but it ended up a frisbee
And me, I like to stand at the stove until I'm dizzy
Ball so hard it's like I brought the game with me
Left my glove so white you thought I brought Jermaine with me
'Bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
I got niggas tryin' to sue me, bitches tryin' to do me
Way these niggas actin', you'da thought they never knew me
But these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me
I'm fed up, it's why I'm actin' like the old me
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