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sick of it - bloom (itsbloommusic) lyrics

[chorus]
f*ck, i’m getting’ sick of this, man f*ck that b*tch
i’m tryna make it rich, gotta feed all my bros you better make a hit
get the paper cheques, got my momma rent down

[post*chorus]
i can’t sign, i cannot lie, the price ain’t right, yeah
it’s my time, i’m sayin’, yeah
i’m sick of all the sh*t i’ve been through

[chorus]
f*ck, i’m getting’ sick of this, man f*ck that b*tch
i’m tryna make it rich, gotta feed all my bros you better make a hit
get the paper cheques, got my momma rent down

[post*chorus]
i can’t sign, i cannot lie, the price ain’t right, yeah
it’s my time, i’m sayin’, yeah
i’m sick of all the sh*t i’ve been through

[verse 1]
i know this sh*t’s not distant, i’m takin’ off on a missile
fathers got me weighin’ down on my ambitions (yеah)
take off now, i’m all in, we ballin’, i called it
hе callin’, told me to stop it
i been workin’ too hard to throw the towel in
[chorus]
f*ck, i’m getting’ sick of this, man f*ck that b*tch
i’m tryna make it rich, gotta feed all my bros you better make a hit
get the paper cheques, got my momma rent down

[verse 2]
and i don’t just know when we could call yeah
just got another offer they just been texting me v
vexing me, like we’re in a coma
we don’t even know ‘em, don’t need help from no one
someday we’ll be up, labels try to f*ck with us
offers not enough, i just can’t believe i got this life i thought i f*cked it up
didn’t even know if i’d make it out my home (not anymore)

[chorus]
f*ck, i’m getting’ sick of this, man f*ck that b*tch
i’m tryna make it rich, gotta feed all my bros you better make a hit
get the paper cheques, got my momma rent down

- bloom itsbloommusic lyrics

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