When I don't get nothing back Your teasing ain't enough Fed Fed up of biding your time And for what, and for what, and for what I'm I'm tired of trying Oy, I'm I'm tired Boy I'm I'm tired of trying Hold my hand while you cut me down It had only just begun but now it's

Introspection, termination Can't tell right from wrong Fed Fed up with this whole system It's gone on far too long You tell a thousand lies been told a thousand times Your words we hear but we cannot sympathize Thousand lies been told a thousand times Hard

I just wanna get right down at the fire light Let my baby sing "Hold me tight "You honky tonk nighttime man" Drink away this crazy world Hold tight to a longneck-holdin' girl Won't you give it all boys, the fed-up give a damn Pour some whiskey on this

Woah woah, na na na na Do we really, do we really wanna let ourselves down? Took us so, so long to get here Yet we're still so far away Amor, amor, no hay nada más importante Are we not fed fed up with sorrow? No hay perdón en tu corazón Are you not fearful

Born with nothing and die with everything Fed-up, tired, sick and twisted One man army, I'm I'm enlisted Trust yourself, trust no one else Fuck a hero, be yourself And I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists I'll fight my way out Fight my way out

Know what? Fuck you! I'm I'm fed up up with you! I'm I'm not as good as you? Fuck no, I'm I'm better than you! You're gonna waste your time Your life will soon be mine You're definitely one of a kind Your suffering 'cause of me is divine I hide only to defy you Take

Don't talk to me, get your bread up up We eatin', all my niggas fed fed up Bitch broke, shut up up And we used to fuck but I got fed fed up Bitch you broke, shut up up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t

It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it) No matter what you say, no 'Cause when a woman's fed fed up No matter how you beg, no And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it) La da da da da I'm I'm standing here

I'm I'm hearing shooters loading pistols while I'm I'm brushing my teeth I get so many death threats it's getting normal to me But I bend don't break, I don't ask just take Black gloves, black tape and I don't play nor pray Wake up up and take a piss, I hear 'em

I'm I'm so happy about you, (I'm I'm fed up, up, so get up up and get out) I'm I'm so happy now we're through, (I'm I'm fed up, up, so get up up and get out) I was so afraid, now you're gone away Sent you packing, look who's laughin' now I'm I'm so happy that I feel this way I'm I'm so happy