M. Spoon - Tired

Young kid just tryin' to do the right thing
Swinging for the fence not worried 'bout strike three
Ain't always what it seems
Won't always will be clean
Don't always know to think
'Cuz it glitter ain't gold
So I was told
Then I learned it for myself take my lessons on the road
Maybe go back home I don't know anymore
Fuck it
I take a joint and I stuff it
They hate the boy but I still love him
Can't debate man I'm really somethin'
Can't complain if I saw it comin'
Anyways, need more lotion for my ashy skin
More meetups with my family kin
More feet up on the ottoman
More breezes and tropical wind
More reasons gotta get my wins
More sleepin' in 'cuz man I'm just tired
Man I'm just tired
Man I'm just

Written by:
Marcus Witherspoon

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