Texty:
Judge Fed Up

's toll on me And all my friends Now I'm tired of settling for less And playing the fool Keep it away I'm trying to keep my cool I'm Fed Up- Fed Up You

an hour or less I keep a bank for that don't know about the rest Copped another piece, hit the dark streets Rollin' once again, fuck the damn police Called up

my homies go and come And judgement day is just somethin we can't run from So I know my number's comin' up So I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up

You think I'm so full of it, full of it I think I'm just fed up, baby You think I can be so arrogant, arrogant But I'm just tryna keep my head up, baby

Sam hustling me For a quarter of what I make Hand a quarter sentence to a fake and watch them turn state Blood is thicker than water, at least they say it is Until the Fed

done witnessed unexplainable shit too insane to explain people run from what the just don't get maybe shady shoulda just hit 'em with a little bit did i spit too soon? should i of spoon fed

take the charge I remember like yesterday, phone ringing up off the hook Pandemonium in the north, what happened to juk? Shit, I don't know, guess the same old bullshit Fed

to die? I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime, motherfucker I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto nigga, puttin' up

it There's my life, you judge it, fuck it Seis, I don't want it I'm a Dominican, stranded in New York like Filligan Don't wanna get locked up in the