804Leak - Fucked Up

You got me fucked up if youn understand what I'm sayin
This shit got me fucked up sayin R.I.P. to my mans
This bitch got me fucked up think I'm fuckin all on my fans
Don't get this shit fucked up life different off of da gram
I'm saying

Fake love all down my mentions
Fuck you my name don't mention
That shit make me no difference
How much that ain't yo business

All of these people be lyin n flexin talkin who they is n what they bout
Talkin bout what dey got up in dey house
All of da people dey serve in a drought
They runnin dey mouth don't get it
That's kap yo raps don't feel it
That's why the streets don't hear it
Two faced yo case revealing

People that hated me then
The people that's loving me now
Ion do no new friends
By myself when you see me I'm out

Niggaz didn't wanna hear me now a nigga spittin crack wit my eyes closed
Pussy niggaz wanna hate tellem get da picture pussy nigga you can die slow
I remember way back when, when a nigga ain't have shit bro
No pole just a couple fist bro, but that's still enough to get cha shit swole
Watch niggaz be callin dis federal
Hoe I'm sober I don't need yo medical
Big shit pop lil shit stop so what's that, that's several

New day new beat I get dat
Who what or where I'm wit dat
They take yo shit no get back
You minds well go head sit back

You got me fucked up if youn understand what I'm sayin
This shit got me fucked sayin R.I.P. to my mans
This bitch got me fucked up think I'm fuckin all on my fans
Don't get this shit fucked up life different off of da gram
I'm saying

Not a nigga who care bout a bitch who care bout a nigga who runnin his mouth
I been thru the set they getting em in right after they sendin em out
I lived in the south before I seen multiple rooms or lived in a house
I'm talkin my shit cause niggaz be kap let's see what you bitchin about

What you know bout da cold in da drought
What you know bout dem holes in da couch
Don't be callin me whoadie I'll hit up my nigga he show what New Orleans about

I hear that shit you talkin
Real shit bullshit keep walkin

I'm that I'm bettin on dat
Yo shit I'm betta den dat
Yo bitch get wetta den dat
It's beef I'm settling dat

Never cared bout a nigga who tell on his niggaz same ones who be bailing em out
Who get in a room get tellin dem stories boy what you keep wailing about
Got a nigga who trappin got niggaz keep askin brah why you keep mailing em out

Cause I be on da go
Aye
Yo bitch she wanna go
Come hea
You ask her what she doin
Who dat
That's on a need to kno
Aha
You claim to bitch so spiteful
Heh
Maybe she just don't like you
Heh
You play yo role too lazy
Uh
I know a bitch just like you
Ha

You be on dat shit I be on I be on it
Working from sun up till 6 in da mornin
I don't get tied even be when I be yawning
Choking her out cause dat bitch keep on moaning
Shit
She suck me up when I'm horny
Shit
I know what she like I be on it
Aye

Beating her guts up n down we go round after round she my only opponent

Ha

Written by:
Malik Taylor

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