Tired - Trinidad Cardona

She said sex on the beach is all that she wants

And so I gave it to her

There’s no shame at all, we just hanging out

Every day we get higher than most

But I never said she’s mine

Find me at your back door

Call me when they’re all gone

Tired of being lonely

Tired of all the long days

Sick of all the homies

Call me when you want it

Tired of being fucked up

Tired of caring too much

Tired of my surroundings

Call me when you want it

So if I call I’m on the way

You get to work you’re getting paid

If I’m taking the time of day

What you think that you mean to me

I got people around my corner

But if shawty will make it fun

Fuck me like you love me

Good thing on your birthday

Tired of being lonely

Tired of all the long days

Sick of all the homies

Call me when you want it

Tired of being fucked up

Tired of caring too much

Tired of my surroundings

Call me when you want it

Tired of being lonely

Tired of all the long days

Sick of all the homies

Call me when you want it

Tired of being fucked up

Tired of caring too much

Tired of my surroundings

Call me when you want it